Composed in the Waiting Room

 

A bit of verse composed in the waiting room
Calle Cuarta 7796 (between Mutualismo & Miguel F. Martinez) C.P. 22000 Zona Centro, Tijuana, B.C.

"Dentist most excellent."  You doubt me, or you quip "At what cost?"
Rare as it is unlikely, should some wager be made,
In the virtue of dentists, for those who doubt to have lost:
Given just firsthand stories, likely as not they've been played --
Not with this one, however, with this one we win. Respectful, and kind
Attentive and fluent, he'll explain it, he'll do it
Chances are good he conspires not his but – your pockets to line.
If you've despaired of finding one not done in by his greed
Or his laziness --  or not too young to know what you need --
Despair not, amigo, be unafraid to be drilled,
Enjoy feeling alive again. Know we are blessed,
Lucky.  For in finding a dentist who is as honest and skilled
(And whose prices do render, it must needs be confessed,
Very easy decisions, when compared to what they demand,
Expect, and presume, north of la linea & not south.
Give yourself a few days in this happy, colorful land,
And trust De La Vega to give you a perfect new mouth.


by a happy patient, Saturday, May 19, 2018.

Pandora has another answer for the Sphinx (a repost feat. art by emilieleger)

the fifth power of the Sphinx

(or, a creature, with feathers: that chooses to remain)

 

.'.Joy.'.
 

...see a life left a chance yet a present perfect as surrender to new
 

.'.Love.'.
 

always already the only foundation upon which will the Great
 

.'.Work.'.
 

be as good & as easy as is energie infinite & as Beauty is True
 

.'.Will.'.
 

birthright Divine of innocence Human: even in sorrow, to know we can see...

this repost dedicated to Zataaz

The Aftermath Of Perfidy (Or, One May Smile) | a goodriddance by a Faust

One May Smile & Smile, 

(Or, Let This Villainous Remind)

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Like to a dream half remembered, so different the context upon waking

That there is nothing common left upon which meaningful to stake

So am I tempted -- but resist -- to ascribe the past to faking

As you, my former friend could not so well such goodness fake.

Even as a smile flashed in passing is meant but only to keep the peace

So my heart in me bears nothing for my fellow man anon

& though perhaps it would repent me more were such civility to cease

Nonetheless I find myself inclined of late the more to spurn than fawn.

With perfidy such as yours, my former heart, time will its own excruciating take

Howsoe'er long it takes would feel too soon, right now, a when –

Surely you would know if I were poisoned there had to have been some mistake 

But no, with purpose I'm envenomed.  Well then –  to its work again.

A half a half a century, you've made certain, of so called best of friends

Amounts to exactly nothing, when – this – is how you force an end.