tooth

this is no good
it’s been hurt we should pull it knock
out the crown~ expose
the velvet entryway
enter at first with possible violence
the enjambment
might be a shock

witness the drill silence
the rotting root~

it goes on and on

the corrosive hole
rimmed with titanium
with whispers
someone needs saving
fill with disparate
insidious
flavours

you say
now it’s time you stood on your own two feet