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Stale,
you are moulded
bitingly
close.

Graciously,
you debrief my teeth
all
night.

A flick of the tongue
defines
your edge.

Lifelong
mates
you know me as dee as my
saliva.

Divided
we rot.
Slotted in
we taste a
different
life.

Together
we retain
the skeletal outpost
of
expressing bone.
I wear retainers. Do you?

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Ndzoodzoo Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I don't. Sounds kind of awful.
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PeriodicFable Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2017   Writer
Yeah, which is why I was surprised I wrote this at first; it is far from awful - I am fond of my retainers! This poem is like my partnership with them, where it may sound a little bad to one who doesn't, but hopefully one who does can understand and smile :)
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Ndzoodzoo Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Aw. Sounds kinda like Stockholm syndrome to be honest. Jk, i think i can understand; I do really like my glasses. Besides the fact that i can't see without them and i almost can't recognize myself when i have them off, i just sorta like the feeling of them on. It's comforting i guess.
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PeriodicFable Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2017   Writer
haHAHAHAha! Nice analogy, and very fitting. It sounds similar to this - I only wear retainers most nights, but some have to wear them during the day which does sound a little inconvenient to me.
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