it takes an aching tooth
this excruciating, penetrating,
pain to forget for once
what lust was there, that lust
for sweet moments,
that greed for slush,
that avarice, (would you mention
too, that hunger for fire and
flesh?)
the child in us refuses
treatment, fears the dentist,
shuns away the cure,
this pain endures and those who
know what it is
and how to cure it,
blast in anger.
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