
Where is your least favorite place to go? For me it is the dentist. While at the dentist one day I had a conversation with the hygienist while waiting for the inevitable drilling! I have always had sad experiences when it comes to my teeth. This humorous poem is one way I make light of the psychological and physical pain. A smile for your day!
The Thrill of the Needle & Drill
Here I sit in the dentist’s chair
Waiting for my gum to get numb
It’s a place I avoid for the needles and pain
Are some things from which I run
When the needle went in I did not feel a thing
But the idea still makes me cringe
My mind goes berserk and the memories kick in
Each time I see that syringe
I sat in the chair getting numb to my hair
Awaiting Dr. Hudson’s return
I wait there in dread feeling numb in my head
Helpless with a faraway yearn
Passing the time till the dreaded encounter
The hygienist jokingly said
Since you’re numb in the head and everything’s dead
Your nose could be pierced instead
We talked of tattoos and ear piercings too
Growing old will be a wild wonder
When all those tattoos we love when they’re new
Get pulled and all stretched asunder
How odd to me what some people go through
Piercings extreme pain just to be blue
Arms legs and nipple rings too
And in places you mama never knew
“Ah,” I told her, “That pain’s not for me
My threshold is way too low
When I want to suffer and be tortured and bled
I go to the dentist instead.”
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth