Too damn early
 

Too damn early

my teeth drag me to the sink
begging to be scrubbed and awakened,
the seals of bubbling cleansers breaking upon my fingers
falling is the cap
constricting is the tube
unleashed comes the paste,
a whirlwind of balance totters at my mind
instructing my nervous system to just focus and scream.
instruments long and bristled
marching to the exposed bone
polishing away the grime
the carcasses of nourishment
refreshing the breath that carries me to the shower
why the hell arn't I under the covers.

singed by the dragons breath
tarter tattered by flossy line
noxious residual film of sleep
floridate the stench of slumber
kill a billion bastards with a swig
spew the carcasses into the waiting ceramic graves

as always, you create fun inspiration, thx chauncey

as an avid brusher, I thoroughly enjoyed this. thanks for your creativity.

That's origional... I like it! And you're right... it's too early... it always is...:lol:

Wake up its sunday. Good stuff as always, thanks

I like this!
The depth of thought when not fully awake is very seminal.
Good post.

Waking up is certainly worth writing a poem of this calibre about

Interesting, must now go brush teeth

Chauncey that was pretty good. I thought "my teeth drag ,me to the sink" was funny.