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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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musings in a dentist's chair

draft

in the bony holes where
my teeth once were
rots and rots
the gummy flesh interred
the stench of witch's ass implied
in all the snotty spit that flies

oh the wretched pain
of being man
the aches of tooth
that come -- we understand --
from bacteria's bits of fetid shit
swimming in us as we sit
and wait
and wait
for the moment to subside
until, until
alas


we've died.

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