Short poetry in the Dentist’s Office.

fireworks,red fireworks,exploding fireworks,fireworks at night,
 
  Dentist’s Office.

I am just a drum beat
A note of sound
The water drop on the lamp dried
Long before I laid down
 
Fingers on the skin on my chin
I’m still in the dentist’s chair
I see my coat hanging on the wall
Coming back to reality
 
 
I thought of a couple of these lines while under the laughing gas at the Dentist. I tried to make them into a long poem and it just didn’t work. This is as far as I got.

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