I walked into the blank office today.
The dentist smiled, smiling her flawless smile.
“Please take a seat here. Just relax and stay.”
The clock ticked away slowly, all the while.

The chair was lowered as my thoughts went by,
my feet up. I stared into a blind light.
She asked, “Do you floss every day?” I lie,
“Yes.” I shook away nerves. I start to bite.

“Open wide,” she said, forcing tools inside
my mouth, choking me with water, and air.
Eyes closed, I tried to endure the “clean” ride.
A deep teeth cleaning; a torture to bare.

She finished. I leap for freedom. The door.
Behind, she smiled her flawless smile. “Floss more.”

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