Tuesday, November 20, 2007


I remember so well
That morning
When you found me
After that night I’d spent
Ripping out my teeth
And how you calmed me
wiped blood and tears away
Then found each and every one
Washed and set them lovingly back
Such kindness and love
I remember so well
And how
That afternoon
You signed those papers
For I’ve never had teeth to pull…

1 comment:

Clockworkchris said...

I was so curious about the title until I got to the ending. Very interesting swing on help, and if it really is help. The teeth were a great metaphor.