A Waking Dreamer's Nightmare

A filling fell out.
It was small enough
that I almost missed it,
but I fished it out of my cheek
and carried it
pressed between my thumb and forefinger
for so many hours
that it left divot in the pad of my thumb
for a whole day afterwards.

Then there was a molar
whose back end fell off.
I thought it was a harder nut
and tossed it to the back of my tongue
and gulped.
It wasn't until I cut my tongue
on the jagged tooth
that I knew the piece was gone.

Now I am sure
I eat my own teeth daily
like a waking dreamer's nightmare.
Every foreign thing that touches my tongue
is a piece of me now
swallowed hard.

Comments

[Tanya @muddero7]

I really love this poem. It moved me. It's still moving me now. There's a lot great about it!

[Mrs. Wilson]

Gah! That is so scary!! I had a filling that constantly fell out. I'm wondering if I ever swallowed part/all of it. *shiver*