Ever since the very brutal extraction
of all four of my wisdom teeth,
I’ve found myself talking
with another man’s mouth, so to speak,
and my tongue has become a mollusc
such as an oyster or clam,
broken and entered, licking
its wounds in its shell.
I was tricked into sleep by a man with a smile,
who slipped me the dose
like a great-uncle slipping his favourite nephew
a ten-pound note, like
so, back-handed, then tipped me a wink.
I was out with the stars,
and woke up later, crying,
and wanting to hold the hand of the nurse.
Prior to that, my only experience
under the knife was when I was five,
when my tonsils were hanging
like two bats at the back of a cave
and had to be snipped. But that
was a piece of piss compared with this,
which involved, amongst other things,
three grown men, a monkey-wrench
and the dislocation of my jaw. I wonder,
is this a case of excessive force,
like the powers that be, evicting
a family of four, dragging them
kicking and screaming, clinging to furniture,
out through their own front door.
Like drawing all four corners of the earth
through the Arc de Triomphe.
You might think that with all the advances
in medical science
that teeth like these could be taken out
through the ears or the anus,
or be shattered like kidney stones
by lasers from a safe distance.
But it seems that the art
hasn’t staggered too far since the days
when a dentist might set up his stall
at a country fair
or travelling circus.
I’m also reminded of John Henry Small
of Devizes, who put his fist in his mouth
but couldn’t spit it out,
and the hand was removed, forthwith,
along with his canines and incisors.
Returning to myself, the consultant says
I should wait at least another week
before saying something in haste
which at leisure I might come to repent.
But my mouth still feels
like a car with its wheels stolen, propped up
on bricks, and I’m unhappy about the way
they stitched the tip of my tongue
to my cheek.
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