Monday, January 27, 2003 Early works
This is one of the best poems I have ever written. I was in 8th grade at the time, which was really my golden age as far as poetry is concerned:
I have ten dollars/
(the tooth fairy brought it) but/
now I'm all toothless.
I post it today in honor of my poor, decaying mouth. I was eating breakfast the other day, and I took a big bite of soylent-sausage. Then I bit something hard. I pulled the snausage pulp out of my mouth, expecting to find a piece of gravel or something, because this was at my school cafeteria, and stranger things have happened. Instead, I find a chunk of one of my molars. It just broke off.
Now I'm worried that my other teeth have structural flaws.
I am so pissed. I spent a good 15% of my total waking hours in childhood getting flouride treatments in the terrible rubber mouth-gag, swishing flouride mouthwash around, snacking on big chunks of flouride, and generally living and dying for good dental hygeine. What was I ingesting all the nauseating artificial strawberry flavor for? Fuck all, apparently. I' been robbed. posted by Frenz | 1/27/2003 11:59:00 AM
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