Thunder Sandwich #12-It's What's For Lunch
Poetry By

cait collins



**this hair**

I phone mark:
"I have a dentists
appointment
today and I need
a ride."

"what's the matter
with your van?"

"I don't
want to drive I
am pissed
off."

"whatta bout?"

"it has all come
down to
necessity and
insanity."

"what has?"
"well, days ago
when I was with
you you
refused
to shave your balls and
now I have
this hair this hair
stuck like a root
between the bottom
two front
teeth and
it mostly sticks out
like a prickly
pine needle
in back
toward the under-
part of
my tongue my tongue
can not pry
it loose no
matter
whichway I
flick it and
I am
fanatical!"

"have you tried
dental floss?"
"the dental floss
holder
is empty but
I did try
sewing thread
sawing
back and forth
up and down
infront inback and
in between and
it still don't
budge."

"whatta bout
brushing?"

"I have ---
over and over and
over with
a tooth brush called
reach
and it didn't ---
fuck!"

"o o.k., I'll be right
over."

I pull a long
strand
of hair from the side
of my head
slide it in the
slit between the
bottom middle teeth
tug back and forth
nothing moves
so I try the tip
of a nail
file
scratch scrape and
stab myself
in the gum I
hold my mouth
in my hands and
gurgle bloody
obscene sounds and
I throw the nail file
into the toilet.

I rinse my mouth
with lukewarm
water
jut my bottom
jaw forward
and look into the mirror
and and and
that hair was
still stuck
still.

mark was here
lickity split
laffin
down the hall-
way all the
way to the
bathroom.

"man, mark I am
sick of dickin'
with this pubic hair
and I ain't ever again
suckin your balls
unless you
shave
em first!"

"I brought
my electric tooth
brush, try this and.
haHahahaHAhaha
.I'll see what
else I can
find."

I flip
the bird as
he walks off
to someplace else and
I switch it on and watch
myself in the mirror as
the brush
buzzes and whirrs
around
I stop and look and
now the pube
is stuck out
to the front
like like like
A BUSH!


mark was back and
doesn't stop
laffing.
"stop being
a dickhead what
do I do
now?"

"let me
operate."

he squeezes
lifts my chin til
my mouth opens
wide
inside his palm and
he looks in
close
and he
picks and clicks and pricks
in between my bottom teeth and
I roll my eyes
to the ceiling
sky
finally
he snatches
that little pubic hair
with a pair
of tweezers and
I kiss him.

he kisses me
back
on the nose
tosses the culprit
down the toilet.

"hey, that was
kind of arousing." he
said, ".let's
go to bed."

and I said.

"cancel the
dentists appointment
first."


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