Claire
\nmy tooth feels better
\nthe angel with the drill
\nall sorts of torture
\nimplements
\non hand
\nmy blood to spill<\/p>\n
Claire
\nmy tooth looks better
\nmore comfortable
\ntoday
\nbut in my dreams
\nI still can see
\nthe scalpels of dismay
\nand Angy with her
\n“lift your arm up”
\nwhen I love
\nlaying still
\nand will you wear
\nthese glasses
\nits the lights
\nof course I will
\nI know it darkens
\nmy perception
\nof the chamber
\nwhere I lay
\nand all the instruments
\naround
\nto repair, the decay
\nI want to thank you
\nfor your care,
\nand for,your girls, too
\nwho
\non the stairs
\nthey were lovely
\nI was
\noverwhelmed
\nthere’s few
\nother dental practices
\nthat could come anywhere
\nclose to what you offer
\nthank you
\nfor being there<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
an accident brought me face to face with the angel with the drill and despite her instruments of torture she re built my teeth and was so caring about it too Continue reading