Scrape. Cringe
Scrape. Cringe
the grinidng
of metal against enamal
makes me want to crawl
out of my own skin
away from that atrocious noise.
Poke. Ouch.
Poke. Ouch.
Dentist pokes metal tool
against tender gum,
already sore
from too much poking
Tickle. Flinch.
Tickle. Flinch.
water and toothpaste
spray my face
as she works the toothbrush
around my mouth.
Ugh. Mom.
Ugh. Mom
you know how much
I dislike
going to the dentists.
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ReplyDeleteI like this poem because I can relate to it. I like lines 3-7 especially. Even reading this makes me cringe! I don't know who wrote this though.
ReplyDeleteLiesl wrote it!
DeleteI recently went to the dentist and you pretty much summed up everything I was thinking! I like your word choice. Good job! This is very realistic :P !
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