As I waited in the surgery
for my turn to hit the chair
I closed my eyes and made a wish -
I wished I wasn't there!
The sound of gurgling water
the hissing of the air
I wished and wished with all my might
I wasn't really there.
The drilling stopped, no further sounds,
had the patient died?
"Oops! Wrong day, wrong week," I said
the hygienist saw the lie.
"Please don't stress and worry,
it doesn't hurt a bit,
it's over in a minute,
resume your seat, please sit."
My confidence had left me
I know I'm really weak but
I'm sure that I'll be braver
If I come again next week.
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