Poetry Blogs (2016, Teeth)
Devon Brock on Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam (1 minute ago)
Jason Bayliss on Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam (3 minutes ago)
Eiren Water on Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam (6 minutes ago)
Jeannot on Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam (17 minutes ago)
I wish your body was mine.
I long for our souls to be tangled.
All I crave is connection.
All I seek is approval.
Our savagery is forever,
The killing of time itself.
All I can afford is hope,
But that’ll never be enough.
Take me away from the light
And show me your teeth.
I’ll always be weak to your desires.
So take out your frustrations on me
And leave this pi...
Monday 25th February 2019 6:03 am
It was supposed to be like closing your mouth:
we were supposed to fit together,
like how your top and bottom row of teeth partner perfectly,
let you lock your jaw
- nom nom nom -
and thinking about talking to you was this exhilaration of fear and excitement
- like the first milk tooth which fell out -
and on seeing you my heart fluttered like wings of tooth fairie...
Friday 15th September 2017 8:44 pm
Get out of mouth now.
This is not yours.
You keep prodding at my gums, don't you get it?
I don't floss.
I can see you past the surgical mask, behind the goggles that you keep foggy with a steam of egotistical pomposity.
You're framed by a white room, white clothes, white breaths, because everything inside of that is dirty.
A living cavi...
Saturday 29th July 2017 12:20 pm
Fistfuls of teething,
hot and wet like sand,
a mocking curse, screeching
and grinding over one another,
flooding through windows and baseboards,
cascading over chandeliers and
down hallways, clashing and clattering
chattering like the frosty duels of rutting
filling me up, burning hot
like a drill from dentists' days
skewered and chewed
caught and crushed
Wednesday 28th December 2016 11:22 am
Two Trips to the Orthodontist
(a true story)
The orthodontist said to me,
the orthodontist cried,
‘When Adam says he’s cleaned his teeth
he’s obviously lied.
I cannot undertake to treat
a mouth so grim with plaque.
He must buck up his thoughts or else
I cannot have him back!’
‘And look’ she said, ‘these eye teeth here
both sport a li...
Wednesday 20th March 2013 9:22 am