"poemishness" about dental stuff; my 'thank you'comments (preferably positive) welcome

I’m sad(crying) because
I can’t do it on my own.
One of the “false wisdoms”
that are free to be gone
with the rotten wisdom tooth
I release
the ‘false truths’
I held so dear
so near
(ouch, crap, right ear
is going nuts
right jaw
right temple)
YES, I RELEASE YOU
and all of the false wisdom
(now the left foot inside arch is going ouch,
now the stomach
now a foul, lymph taste in my mouth
I’ll drink something)
I let you go
That being selfLESS was SO good,
that the worst kind of a fish was a “self-fish”
that ever putting self first was WRONG,
And I heard that self-reliance was important, but perhaps I heard
“essential”
So why tears
because I can’t do it all on my own?
I wanted to be so strong, so tough
and I’m not.
I hurt.
And I want to make all the pain go away
So, I’ll catch a salty tear drop
and put it on hole in my mouth,
not a gaping hole,
a quickly, healing hole
The nerve trying to settle down
The cheek, needle riddled, trying to release it’s pain
and my ear, my left ear and temple
throbbing gently,
the blood trying to take away the toxins and poisons
The jaw, trying not to clench,
trying to welcome the “new” part of porclein the dentist
added to the top four teeth,
as he drilled and drilled and drilled out the old (he said it was pretty nasty after over 30 years)
but the raw skin/gums feels pain
and the sinuses’ throb
The mucous keeps forming
and I spit gently
Oh, heal little mouth
little head
little cheeks
let all the pain of the past traumas
go
LET IT GO
away today away today
cry it out spit it out laugh it out
(it hurts to smile )
wash it out, oil it out
netti pot it out
(right outter shin bone aching)

I WILL BECOME WHOLE,
HOLY, WHOLLY ME
I will
I’m MORE than the little engine, saying
I think I can, I think I can.
I’M MORE than that story
I am MY STORY.
I CAN. And I WILL.

But, (inner arch left foot squeals)
I need help
I’ll do A LOT on my own,
but I can’t do it all.
It may not ‘take a village’
but it sure takes friends
(left temple/ear/tooth hurts)

End poem(?) and care for self


pj poet
Dec. 15, 2006
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