The pain of cavities is that you never realize they’ve worn through your teeth until you try to eat. Written on: 5/27/21  When you wake up  You probably brushed your teeth  So that they would stay healthy and clean  Unlike the stains you left on my soul  They’re white, bright as the moon, if you’d like  You probably smile Knowing full well your mouth is clean enough to show to others  But clearly not clean enough after the words you said to me  You cleaned your teeth  You got dressed  Kissed your family goodbye  And left  And that brush of yours Prevents a multitude of things  It prevents plaque  And it muffles you,  Prevents you from talking  You can hear yourself try to speak through the white paste but you can’t  Not because you don’t want to but because it’s impossible  But you do it anyway because you don’t want holes in your teeth  And yet you didn’t take the same care not to leave a hole in my chest