Teeth

We dream of losing

Our teeth

They fall from our gums

Like lost pennies 

Dropping from 

A ripped pocket

How peculiar 

She giggles 

Perhaps we are consuming 

Too much sugar and tea

Never she declares

Sitting on the window sill

The morning consumes us 

The birds trill

Our hair shines

Our eyes are clear

We have one path to follow

And follow it

We must

To turn back now

Would be heartless 

The sun is rising

Like an inflamed face 

We will wash away 

Our sores 

Walk on the dewy grass

At all costs we must 

Avoid the powder 

Get lost in words

Not in dust 

She hums a tune

I join in

Rub my tongue around my mouth

Thankfully toothlessness 

Was just a dream. 

Teeth

Our teeth are rotting

In our face

Too much liquor 

Too much powder

Anything to obliterate

The present

We rock ourselves 

To sleep

Hear the regrets

And the sighs of a wasted journey

The bees hum and buzz

Climb up to the window sill

We do not care

We have the curtains closed

No point looking at the sun

All is banished

All is gone 

The crack in the wall

Is agile

Tenacious 

We are bone dead still

We hope for something better

Run our tongue across our teeth

All is quiet

All is lost

Just the bangs of distant neighbours

And the echo of nightmares unfolding

We are frightened

And resigned

So many years of practice

We dare not look outside

It is full of losses

Sickness and death

I hold her hand

It is cold

I stroke her hair

Still warm

And yellow as sunset

Perhaps we will make another day

Perhaps we will be

Perhaps my teeth won't fall out

And all will be as fine as clay.