Lions of Gingivitis

 

It was up in the receding hairline stratosphere

that I found it -

a silver pocket watch

impersonating the moon

with second hand

precision.

And there were clowns, and jilted renegades,

and the lions of gingivitis

too,

but none of them would fit

in my pocket

so I settled for the

silver pocket watch,

pretending to love

and cherish

it

(like a good

woman)

until someone

or something better

 

came

along.

 

 

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