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Mar 2012
leaning uncomfortably backwards
on the dentist chair
mouth gaping, strange
thick latex fingers
poke borrower weapons inside
and contort my lips into shapes

would it be easier
if we could excavate all theΒ 
decay in a body
with a drill and replace it
with a shining pearl-cap?
RKM
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