was when I dropped a brand new tube of toothpaste in the toilet. Good times.
Another favorite party of today was… You know. I’m feeling creative. May I compose a poem?
“A Favorite Part of Today”
A favorite part of today
was
when my orthodontist
closed the office
for a very long staff meeting
in
the
middle
of the morning
when the insides of my cheeks
were hamburger
from the new
wrap-around-the-toothy-bands
they put on my backy-most teeth
a few weeks ago
my inside-cheeky-parts
were throbbing
mangled skin
was flapping about
I
just
needed
a crate or two of wax
a truckload of wax
just a
freightliner of wax
to mend
my brokenness
the “meeting” sign was sweet
and happy
but the view from my side
of their door was
not
so
happy
blood and flesh and hamburgery
was the
viewtaste and feel
from my side of their door
yes
yes
that was a “favorite” part of my day
Now that there was a great case to continue with my snaggly crooked state of dental alignment. Oh my heck what an awful unfair situation!
Okay, that was a good poem because I could taste the fleshy, bloody hamburger…ouch. I lucked out when they handed out teeth and jaw, I’ve never needed braces, but I think I feel you pain.
You know, they do sell wax at a store that makes you think you are buying walls!