Tlie Dentist or die Sadist Tyler
Barrows
Bright lights. Fluorescent.
A tiled ceiling. Such
Pain.
I'm staring
pain, yet
I
at
a sterile surrounding
embrace
it.
Scraping. This grinding and scraping.
Sharp, acute pain. Then, nothing.
My mouth is open, yes it's gaping open. Pain; sharp, poking pain.
I'm drowning
in a thick mineral water.
Sharp poking pain;
And
it
it
will
will all be better
Such bright fluorescent
be over soon.
when
over.
it's
lights.
Miniscule instrument inserted into I
my
mouth;
cannot breathe or swallow hard.
Tlie Greening of You Mark
Barrett
When the
rocks become stars
and your eyes are the sky,
would
that
to sleep
I
could replace them
where you
lie.
The pennies are greened, and the shadows have stained but I would spend all that's mine to take the place you have gained.
When our best all
season finally arrives,
of the memories are dimly
still I
will
lit
to grim;
embalm you with morphine
and the valor of boyhood endeavors again. Three times have gone, the fourth one just come;
and
at last
I
can say the greening of you
is
done.
