Dreams of disintegrating teeth haunted my adolescence
then crumbled true a few weeks ago.
Well, only one tooth
powdered like the Buddha by Arlee.
Days dissolved into days.
My empty tooth ached for its missing pieces.
That tooth so integral to chewing
cringed at any bite.
And this morning?
After forty five pain free minutes
with a new fixer, a lady dentist, three years in—
I’m chewing again.