Crackhead Dentist: we hate you. We all hate you.

Better for me if I could close my eyes
And dream of imps perched tight on your shoulder,
Cackling loud as you excavate my mouth
And pull and rip and grate and burn my gums.

Instead, my eyes are open wide with pain
As you simper and calm with platitudes,
Bright and breezy in your sterile domain
That plays muzak that kills the man in me.

Tell me: what do you expect me to say,
You fuck, when I’m drooling all on your floor?
How can you sleep, you fuck, so sound at night
Hearing my screams and with your bloody hands?

Just wanted to do something slightly different today – GS