DeNial
DeNial
The tooth’s root is split
removal is imminent
Doc it doesn’t hurt
or smell anymore
best it’s been in a year
scheduled extraction today
I cannot face another
molar departing me
appointment canceled
afraid of domino effect
one down one next to it
is next until none are left
too old to rationalize expense
and more pain for an implant
reschedule two weeks from now
hope I’ll be able to accept the risks & loss
by then.
4 thoughts on "DeNial"
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So raw and vulnerable. You’re almost painting it visually!
I really like the voice in this poem, it’s sense of pleading against imminent and quite possibly inevitable. Gives it that raw edge we can all relate to.
Your poem is unflinching. Let’s hope when the time comes you will be too. Miss you.
Ouch! This poem is a real tooth puller. Ba-dum.
I know the dilemma having been in that river for decades.
It is difficult to justify but im almost there …….I’ll smile for ya next time I see ya……now you got me wanting to write a…… toothy verse….ba-dum.
Thanks for sharing this one.