some of the bottom row
of my teeth fell out,
panic increasing with each one,
they fell into a plastic bucket
mutter of voices,
no, no, no,
seven is the number I counted,
also, the age of my son
who stood beside my bed
asking for water
interrupting my nightmare
I checked my mouth,
but didn’t feel at ease,
drink, tucked in,
back to bed
I try to find sleep
leaving space in the middle,
the room is hot,
fingers in my mouth,
feeling, feeling, feeling,
morning comes. according to google, Jung says:
change is coming, rebirth, and renewal.
self reflection, loss, and personal growth.
repressed sexual desires, a need to be nurtured, to lean on a support system,
but also loss and grief
an unknown person recommends
to think of the positive
and the negative aspects.
to find those that resonate with you
and your life. whoever you are, you
don’t know me.
some fit better, because I feel small.
clenching my teeth in the mirror
checking, checking, checking,
to make sure everything is how it should be.
when it’s not.
and I do not recognize the face I see
in the looking glass.
Title from the song Crazy by Gnarls Barkley.