Monday 4 May 2009

The Orthodontist

Everyone I know had braces.
All our gapes passed under the gaze
Of Ayr’s only orthodontist.
He seemed like a nice man. Perhaps
A bit strange, or just another
English in a small Scottish town.



Even now that we’re all sucked in
To London’s black maw, our network
Informs us – someone told someone
Who told someone else: Mr Woods
Killed himself.
Everyone I know had braces.
Everybody knew who he was.


06/06
Loire

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