Chest Cavity Poem by Francie Lynch

Chest Cavity



I'm immobile
As my dentist blathers
On events and people
That don't matter.
I'd rather he just
Get IT done,
Leave rants and jokes
And silly puns
For one not in
His dental dungeon.
Today was his crowning glory,
When he'd finished needling me,
Before he filled my cavity,
In gest suggested
Cardiology,
To fill the hole
Found in my chest.

Thursday, March 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humor
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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