Lauren Michaels


Wisdom Teeth - Poem by Lauren Michaels

My jaw has been aching all day
With their slow deliberate ascent.
They mark me, my dissolute way.
Make felt their knowing dissent.

I bear them quietly, and I listen
To their inaudible reminiscence.
Embrace the contrition they christen
And await their lenient quittance.

Knowing that they are a part of me
As much as hands, elbows, sensation.
Not corrupted by time or enmity.
They offer a release, from perdition.


Comments about Wisdom Teeth by Lauren Michaels

  • Ernest Mayer (6/27/2006 9:52:00 PM)

    finally. a young poet that can rhyme without sounding like an ass. lol. just kidding. a really good write nonetheless. (Report)Reply

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  • Goldy Locks (6/24/2006 10:50:00 AM)

    great vocab, great verse, Lauren. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 24, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, August 9, 2010


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