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Something Like a Smile

Lee Giesecke




Something Like a Smile



In your smile I see your teeth.
I know that teeth are not quite skeletal,
but there is something primeval about them —
not like your shaped eyebrows
and pampered skin;
not like your thoughts
current with the latest mags;
not like your children
beautiful in every way.

Form follows function in the teeth:
molars for mashing,
incisors for inciting caution,
fillings to remind us of civilization.
They go back a bit, these teeth —
not that you are old,
rather that all of us are.

The smile is a snarl of acceptance.
Thank God I am accepted,
even if only for a passing second.





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