living large at the dentist office

as i

sit in the chair

at the dentist office

being nagged by

Julie,

the hygienist, about

flossing

i ask her if i really

need

another four hundred

dollars worth 

of x-rays.

i just want a cleaning.

after all i was just

in here

six months ago

and haven't

had one piece of candy

let alone

a syrup covered pancake.

i no longer drink 

cokes.

can't you cut

me a break this time?

no she says,

then runs into the other

room

after covering

me with a lead blanket

and clicks

the button.

but i get it.

i see nothing

but Mercedes

in the lot.

Bentleys, and BMW's

each

pulling a fancy new boat.