Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Six Month Visit
Trapped in the dentist's chair,
I saw a tiny red-white and blue
whipping through the nine paned glass,
stiff in the biting wind
at Wakefield School,
far from the scraping and poking
in my "open-wide"
gold filled mouth...
and wished I
was cold.
(2/17/09)

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