The first chip made you second guess a real break
it made you retell yourself fiction of how it could have come to this
you were nothing if not tense
until you looked for a way to numb the pain away
a temporary fix
a phone number a private text a kiss
and suddenly the cavity ceases to exist
until the second break , the scar making one, was your first chance
to start over fresh and brand new
you were nothing if not educated
until your morals were once again alleviated
an impromptu hello
a hotel room unseen from below
and immediately as the aching subsides
you notice that you have ruined three lives
and the heartbeat filling your mouth
is abscessed, again.