Glaciers in my mouth
my teeth grind
in my sleep
Like my father’s
they’ll break
they’ll crumble
My mouth will fill
with till and terminal
moraine
Please take an impression
make a plaster cast
and a plastic guard
Please, save me
Dentist, protect me
from my mouth
No tectonic plates neither,
no geological time
me, I’m not my father
I am not the memory of
geo-
morphology
———
You know Brian?
(I suppose you know)
Well there’s a lesson!
Up above the valley,
to find the sublime
in a vista, on a fell,
to meet gods again.
(I suppose you know)
Well you know what happened?
his tooth cracked
it creaked and ached
and before the mountain yell
he felt nothing
nothing but molasses pain.
———
You must never ever
never miss
an appointment with
your dentist