Tiny Box~

As a child,

 I would always look forward 

to losing a tooth.

Today, 

not so much.

Compromised, 

sadly,
 it had to go.

Unlike when I was a child,

being handed this box 

did not make me smile.

I did not run home unable to 

contain my joy that the tooth fairy 

would soon be leaving me a gift 

in exchange for my tooth.

Instead, 

I saw a tiny little tooth coffin.

I watched numbers running thru my head,

of how much it would cost.

I could still hear the sound of it breaking, 

 being extracted from my mouth.

Running my tongue 

over the spot where the tooth used to be.

Blood, Pain, Emptiness...

Sometimes,

when you least expect it.

You get lost in a sea of thoughts...

XoXo

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