A Dental Visit
I went to the dentist today.
No, I wasn’t aware of any decay.
It was for master x-rays.
21 x-rays to find decay.
Then, they took photos too.
I should have got one for you.
I held metal things within.
Stretched my lips with them.
Pulled them back from my teeth.
So she could see beneath.
She took the photos then.
She could really see within.
It reminded me of how a female must feel
during a vaginal exam. It was real.
After all that, I saw the dentist.
She checked it all with interest.
Just one minor cavity found.
There was no problem with the crowns.
It could have been worse.
Much more though, & I would have cursed.
I was stretched, pried, prodded, poked.
She even asked me if I smoked.
She said these choppers could use some work.
I already knew that. I’m not a jerk.
My night guard was doing its job.
No more grinding teeth. Now that’s not odd.
Others do it while sleeping too.
Most of my grinding is because of you.
Well, I’ll be back. As the story goes.
Having good teeth means your smile will glow.
——————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)