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2011-02-09T11:39:45-08:00February 9th, 2011|Musings on life|

Ode to the dental hygienist

I am an archeological dig.

Chisel away,
measure my fissures,
probe.

You don’t intimidate me
with your sharp
instruments and
your big
drill.

I see the blood
it doesn’t phase me.

Even when you
grin.

You see,
before you strapped me
down
I had a lot of
responsibility.

Here,
I can simply
submit
to the specimen
I am.

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