SUCKY POETS SOCIETY

so there i laid
in the place i hate
probing steel
swishing tubes
gushing what nots
and that oh-god smell
…how the hell did i end up there?!
how why how?!
(that’s my gum
you friggin…white-coated,
blue-shirted,
green-masked…dumbass)
is it just me
or is he really boring holes in my teeth???
yikes!
all those damned nerves
coiling beneath the white crown
sends crazy sensations to that brain o mine
yeowww ho ho!
(’open wider’
sure thing
my pleasure
welcome to my mouth cavity
it’s all yours to scrape
and poke
and scrape
…hello there unknown alien steel rod)
spit says the tooth monkey
and i spit blood
spit again he says
‘i know that much you toot toot toot
i got eyes’
i wanna say
(’lie down once again’
come again?!
you must be joking right?)
well every drippin bit serious
our virtuoso de tooth turned out to be
damn!
damn damn damn
so on and on it went
my date with the tooth monkey
on and on it went
i have super sensitive teeth now
thank you el tooth monkey
when it comes to scraping the life out of me
you be super amazing! yay!
and the next time you think of a date with me
emmm just don’t
so that was my blurry flurry
a dental lil story
of yikes and for-the-love-god-stop(s)!

…the next time i smile
you better be dazzled!