Dentist…. ouch. eek…
He’s coming for you…. Thank God/ddess he is easy on the eye. Without his ‘steampunk’ look going on.
Mouth fumbled in needles and cotton
Drilled and reamed away the nerves
No poetic justice to be found here
Aching jaw give no sweet return
till tomorrow..
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