The Dentist

The Dentist

5" x 7"

Watercolor / Ballpoint pen

2012

From the poem "The Dentist" by Dawn Pisturino


The Dentist
by Dawn Pisturino

Now I’ve got you in my chair,
You’re not going anywhere.
So open wide, let me in,
And let the painful games begin!
See that molar on the right?
It’s in the socket way too tight.
Here’s my plier. Please don’t move.
I’ll pry that sucker from its groove!
Look, there’s a cavity over there.
My drill’s all ready. Please don’t stare!
My hands are shaking, can’t you see?
I need your confidence in me.
Oops! The blood is squirting out.
I didn’t mean to make you shout!
Your bloody tongue is in my hand.
Sit down! Don’t even try to stand!
Come back! I need to suture in---
Oh well, another toothless grin.