My boring dentist named Phil
attacked my teeth with his drill
Didn’t need Novocaine
to ease any pain
went numb on seeing his bill
She ain’t the belle of the ball anymore
She’s not the picture
hanging on the wall
behind every dorm door
Miss Best Beauty
is no longer
the fave social media queen
That short-temper smile
don’t enamel contrite
gleam supreme
The autumn reign was semester short
as a mid-summer moonbeam
She’s not the hookah heartthrob
of every palpitating Y eye
testosterone dream
On the cute campus dance floor,
she curvy ain’t
the belle of the homecoming ball anymore
Hash tag splash
some ugly meme paint
This picture ain’t pretty
lipstick quaint
Give a kiss of death
to the hip flirtatious pledge darling
Professed Valkyrie
of TA many e-z Y conquest
Peer voted Super Hottie Best,
this belle had a novocaine, nosedive ring
Got a bosom pain degree,
false vows in the pleasure chest
Silver tongue hourglass-shape laid:
Tainted palette promises on a circular chime
Her pulse fade
is a wrinkled tick-tock portrait
To no acne avail,
pouty pigment
don’t age pageant well
Pretty poor fall from grace
was her
diva dropout farewell
11-01-21
I feel like I am just one step shy of despair
as I sit quite anxiously in this dentist's chair.
The dentist told me I would not feel any pain
after he shot my gums with novocaine.
There is the one thing I will never consider a thrill:
that will be when he starts using his drill.
My mouth is all numb now as I can't say a thing.
I have a tooth that will require a filling.
The reason why I have taken this action
is because I want to obviate an extraction.
I have gone through that ordeal before.
I can't afford to lose teeth anymore.
Nobody considers this procedure as fun.
Let's get everything over quickly and done.
Numb my torment on this worrisome
day. I seek not relief from all things
that are natural. I know not how I will
cease this anguish.
So, I wrestle with an ache so deep in my
abdomen that I relinquish all my desires.
Please release sensible peace inside my soul;
help me crave healing and strength within.
I beg of you - - - feed my pain…
…with Novocaine.
I chose Pain's Novocaine
Date written: May 27, 2019
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Contest: Pick A Tile, Vol 5 - Verse Poetry Contest
Emailed apologies with no response
Uncertainty in vials like Novocaine
Contentious stares and plastic smiles
Drenched from the storm with no rain
I lean back in my chair and pull
the little daggers out of my back
Emptiness fills that inadequate hole
As I wait for the next attack
At the Las Vegas hospital’s emergency ward
In the midnight hour he could not be ignored
Such gut wrenching seeping deep gaping pain
Howling wailing haunting screams for novocaine
Rattling quivering from the corner to the sounds of strife
Shattering confidence I may have had in the lottery of life
AP: 1st place 2021
I have learned in the reclining chair,
while the dentist mined deep veins of decay,
how to transfer pain.
The needled anodyne of novocaine
is inadequate to allay
the harrowing ache he engenders there.
But not even by bending fingers until they pop
or stabbing nails into the tenderest flesh
can I get the dedicated ache to stop.
Nor did my visit to another woman
after the last set when her shift was done
soothe the bruises on my heart
that blossomed when you stole the sun.
They say you don't use it you lose it.
My ears hungry for music.It's in my DNA.
I think about it all day.
I remember as a child watching the record play.
or visiting Broadway, and sight & sound.
Music takes away my pain.
Like trees when the need rain, its my drug of choice like Novocaine.
Music keeps me entertained from the melodies, beats, snares, and drums.
The power of music is like the impact from a gun. It alters you it changes you.
whether your feeling yellow or blue. When people commit crimes or lose it they
blame gangsta music. Thus accuse it, but its not the music turns out you just abused it. What a sweet joy we get from music.
I can breathe up here, on top of the mountain,
a new found hike,
its vertiginous peak small potatoes,
since faith was restored.
when my boot hit the top,
we'll make a go of it,
the nagging rush of pain
like novocaine wearing off, unlocked.
I'm erasing the past,
right off the blackboard of time,
quickly,
like the impatient high school teacher.
(Hello, my sweet friend!)
Speaks in unknown tongues
Nevertheless it will consume
Ask for food,
A sweet drink
The hunger and thirst are real
It's pitchfork aims at my free will
Seeking and freaking through my pages
It's been ages since the impression was gone
Sloppy wording crawl under my hide
Notification triggers my finger and thumb
Bang! The evil one exists
With a second-hand letter
It believes, it should never be forgotten
Numb as Novocaine can be
I watch and interpret the riddles in every line
Living and breathing art,
I'm echoing the same nightmare
How dare, the devil seeks to be fed!
Screaming and remembering
--the demons that linger in its head
Too much to read,
I have major troubles with your disease
Lunacy of the universe
Open Obituary, you are a curse
Like a transparent note from a fatal fax machine
It's a calling, unbearable to describe
Take from me, after I am deceased
Like fire, it burns, cancer in every star
Lies to
Greets to
My eye twitch
My soul hurts
I'm not feeling well
Take care,
Leave me the HEll alone
(-*-)
Swamped within my disbelief, alright
Tides have changed too quick for me to see
My socks are soaked and clinging to my skin
Next moment, they're threadbare and they're dry
Just can't predict
Another moment, another funeral
Under the knife, another removal
Push me into this black night and I'll fall into the morning light
Four years of running and I haven't moved at all
Now I'll finally trip and fall
Hooked into a machine to survive
Drip the sweet illusions in my dreams
I see the situation's getting worse
Even if I wanted to escape
I'd tear it out
From a user to an addict
The stoic world before me restricts
Stumbling in perfect night, just begging to see morning light
The light in the tunnel turned out to be a train
My running was in vain
Take the tubes out, they're not helping
It all still feels like it's a scalping
Shoot me into the abyss, it cannot be much worse than this
Push me over so I won't feel a thing
Like a glass of Novocaine
Lined with intention,
filled with giving in,
pretend we never meant
for it
to go further than it did.
Well it did,
they absolutely shook their heads.
It shook so fast it broke in half,
we act like little kids.
This playground grew up quick,
we left our innocence behind.
A thousand needles in the sandbox;
swinging higher than treelines.
We trade diseases for a way
to alleviate the pain.
Numb our brains like novocaine;
on this playground we will stay!
The speed of lust
The fury of pain
Pitch dark feelings
Wrapped in a ball of flame… 'that’s emotion'
As the storm of sensation
And your heart collide
And it’s like the ocean
Bashing against the rocks at high tide… 'that’s emotion'
As the emotional roller coaster
Dips twist and turns
You can feel the winds friction
Yet you yearn for the burn
Traveling faster and faster
Without safety’s concern
You crash and free fall into a bottomless pit
Realizing emotion is long term.... 'It's forever'
Rushing through your veins
Like adrenaline for the brain
You can feel the battle between love and hate
Making you cry for novocaine …..'that’s emotion'
-E- is gasoline
-MOTION- is its fire
Never fully satisfied
Yet its sparked by desire
An incredible encounter
Overwhelming in its capacity
Emotion is the master of manipulation
Dealing cards of joy and tragedy
So don’t worry be happy
But be afraid be very afraid
Although laughter is good medicine
An overdose will cause stress and strain… 'that’s emotion'.
I use to go to church listening to Trip Lee, Tedashii , and Lecrae.
Now I drive by listening to Kirko Bangz, Drake,and Lil Wayne.
Y'all might think that's insane
But I think it's a good thang.
I don't have to see the best thing happen to me go down the drain.
I'm officially comfortable with this change.
I'm ready to move because I'm tired of waking up and everything the same.
Love the family but for some they are reason I'm going derange.
I wanna take a plane to Spain.
Get lost in a girly drank and some novocaine.
I wanna escape this life and the pain.
I wanna set purple rain into flames.
Happiness is what I claim,
Because being sad I'm shame-Mario Perez
.
White coat, blue mask, optical
eye staring intently at me as I sat,
motionless.
Sterilized instruments of torture gleamed
at me in the pristine tray.
Numbed, knowing I was losing
a little more of myself,
I was helpless as this seemingly
normal human
was transformed into this sick, twisted,
sadistic torturer. Taking pleasure in the
misery of others. Push, twist, pinch, wedge,
pull … oops, it broke! Let me know if
you feel something sharp.
Pick, poke, prod, there. I think I got it all.
You may be sore for a couple
of days. Take aspirin or ibuprophen if
it gets bad (aspirin? Is he kidding?).
Two days later and I want my daughter
to smack my face with a baseball
bat.
I have found a new enemy … and his name is
Dentist!
In real life, I love my dentist. Just some sarcastic fun.
Please don't replace my Novocaine with water!!
Tony
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