Odontophobia

By , Boyne City, MI
I lay down
Knowing what awaits
Behind the curtain
Motion is everywhere

Close ones leak nervousness
They only want what is best
Hoping all goes well
They can’t help but worry

She walks in
Presenting herself and her aid
He carries their fear in his hand
She says, “this will only hurt a little bit”

A sharp poke and the fluid drips
“you might start to feel woozy”
No affect comes over me
The wheels begin to turn

They wave goodbye
Hoping for a cheerful return
Previously calm
I can’t help but let my mind race

“100, 99, 98, 97”
Crap, what am I doing?
“96, 95, 94”
Why did I okay this?
“93…92…91…”





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