[prudencehood]

Fallen Angels, 1995

Baby teeth falling from your mouth, detaching from the gums like sticky candy, refusing to let go. Sheets of paper pulp blotched red by seeping blood from your mouth, your tooth aches.

Growing centimeters with every passing month, suddenly a new piece is forming, replacing an old, forgotten, cold space with a pearly full one.

When a new event happens in your life, an echo to when an old tooth rots, a new one blooms in soon. Smooth and shiny, white and heavy, my mouth is full of new teeth.

I cannot forgive, but I can forget.

The way you made my tooth ache, a sinful sweet beneath my breath.

[prudencehood]

Peace with Hades, the underworld scares me with it’s foggy breath. Peace with Cerberus, I plead he never greets me with those translucent teeth,

Do not rip my wings, Maleficent has sacrificed her share, and in dark waters, you will not wait for me there

Even though my teeth have sunk into stinky blood and my mouth dribbles with sinful screams, I plead to a blue sky that it will encompass me with open arms

I am unforgiven, coated with lies and scars of others.

But bliss will still invite me, if I crave for solace.