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On Teeth

On Teeth
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Teeth.
For such a small fraction of our being they sure get a lot of our attention.
If only we gave the rest of ourselves as much care.
When was the last time you dedicated two minutes to clearing out the foreign junk that’s collected in your head?
Or took a pause to polish off the smudge of another’s hands on your heart?
Every morning? probably not.
Everyone and her mother shells out 5k to tweak and polish and strap those pearly ducks in a row.
Hours and dollars and aching agreement that in a mere 18 months we will be a professional and desirable podium, amplifying the twisted language we haven’t invested so much to arrange.
But then again, isn’t it strange,
That one glance at my crooked grin might bar a mate from knowing the very thoughts and heart’s tender space I’ve decided more worthy of my cultivation?
That I may never have the place to offer an explanation of all the winding paths and joyful glasses of Cabernet that have come to stain these faithful soldiers of mine?
This smile is proudly worn and beaten, standing guard.
Serving a larger purpose than a pretty presentation.
Man the gate.
Release my word with thoughtful regard.
Hold my tongue when my spite gets the best of me.
These I deem worthy of celebration more than just a tidy smile.
So while I’m giving my deck its morning scrub, I will tug on my heart’s strings to remind her that she is alive and well.
And I will name ten beautiful things more worthy of ten minutes than fixing these teeth of mine.
Because I believe
It’s the art within the frame
That is truly worth smiling about.