dentist coming out of the coffee shop.
she's dressed to nines,
all decked out
on my
last dime.
i wave
and say hello, but she
doesn't recognize me, so i open
my mouth
as wide as i can
and mumble,
letting drool
roll down my chin,
and then she says, oh, yes,
hello there,
three crowns,
a bridge and four fillings.
how are you?
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