"Relax," he says, "this won't hurt at all."
It's amazing how he makes me feel small,
standing over me, smiling so warm,
like this thing is easy, surgery he's gonna perform.
But maybe it is...he's done this before.
I laugh because I'm the inexperienced one.
He gently pushes me back in my seat
so lying down to look up at him is kinda sweet.
And I can't help but think...
"What kind of mother would leave her kid like this?"
But he was so good, maybe she just couldn't resist.
He slowly faces me, still with the smile on his face,
and tells me it's sweet, what I'm about to taste.
I open my mouth reluctantly
as he quickly and assertively
inserts the warm liquid thoroughly
and then I don't feel nothing.
Maybe 'cause I'm so afraid to feel anything,
I go numb and then I feel dumb
'cause I probably should do something.
But he says don't move. Just be still.
And he does everything.
It feels soooo good.
He works methodically, almost like a machine.
In and out, bottom to the top.
It's a little uncomfortable but I don't want him to stop.
Then he takes the mirror to get a better look
a couple of angles was all it took.
He was finally satisfied and decided to pull out.
"Now you can get that stuff outta your mouth."
He's so nice; he gives me a cup of water.
I rinse and spit in the sink.
My first trip to the dentist and no cavities.
What did you think?