since I'm numbed
is just vibrations in my brain.
When the saw stops
I ask the cliché;
“There's still tooth there, right?”
“Yup. We're just getting all the nooks and crannies.”
She smiles in her mask.
“Oh,” I said,
“So my teeth are like English Muffins?”
Hygienist nods wisely.
“Never heard that one before.”