“I’ll wait for you a 1000 lifetimes.”
My dental hygienist considers. And then,
“We can have a 100 children.”
“That’s 50 each. And we’ll live in separate houses.
Preferably across town from each other.”
She really is very pretty. Has muscles too.
The dentist, on the other hand, wears a mask
as he pokes around. I’d tell him he is gorgeous – he
isn’t – if the mask didn’t stop me.
It’s spring, after all, and never mind the chair
“You look fresh as a daisy.” (He doesn’t.)
Speak the words that come into your mind.
When all is said and done, as it is at the end
of the visit, take the toothbrush.
My secret is that I can wait 10,000 lifetimes.