While I sit here scratching
my teeth off yellow stinking paste
waiting for the traffic signal
to turn green, I wonder "Why didn't I brush ?",
a car with a couple stop by:
bright black straight hair falling
on slightly exposed shoulders
tanned to perfection like a
patiently roasted leg of lamb.
And as they drive by, I am left to wonder
"Why didn't I brush my teeth ?"
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