Dental Surgeon

I am a fearful, oral fish with peg shaped, incisal, occlusal, mesial and distal teeth in a salty, flowing, rapid, rolling, foamy blue sea.

Whence shalt help come?

I swim against the tide in a salty sea full of sharks with sharp teeth, sea horses with no teeth, plants and sea anemones beneath.

I cry myself to sleep and no one to turn to.

Whence shalt help come?
Why doesn’t anyone understand my pain and frustration in this wild, severely crowded sea with different characters who try to project, overbite, overjet superiority over poor sticky fissure me 💔