TIRING DOWN IN TIME
Tiring down in time
Treads of tires beat the road
My stomach carries a bit of a load
And I am half way to getting old
This is the week I neglected my teeth
Too many forgotten objects and obligations
Flossing and mouthwash are the last things
on my mind
In the mirror a gouging bloody smile
Blood from between every pair of ivories
Working the thread my fingers
Paint my cheeks red
The death’s head smiles from somewhere inside me
Devouring my organs and replacing them with
A spirit of steel – they say
You become a shaman that way
My bloody teeth and devoured body
May then be medicine for infirmities
Of some lost animal spirit in the road
On the way to the other world
Treads of tires beat the road
My stomach carries a bit of a load
And I am half way to getting old
This is the week I neglected my teeth
Too many forgotten objects and obligations
Flossing and mouthwash are the last things
on my mind
In the mirror a gouging bloody smile
Blood from between every pair of ivories
Working the thread my fingers
Paint my cheeks red
The death’s head smiles from somewhere inside me
Devouring my organs and replacing them with
A spirit of steel – they say
You become a shaman that way
My bloody teeth and devoured body
May then be medicine for infirmities
Of some lost animal spirit in the road
On the way to the other world
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