“Grinding Wisdom Teeth”

Sobering, maybe,
we’ve reached a new level
of ourselves, almost as if we’ve grown an
extra inch to reach the last, missing piece.

Look at that backseat mirror and see you
that begged for mercy, for freedom, for the love
you didn’t deserve,

that forgotten feeling of him
being blurry to your little heart, when
she was the goddess, being lucid in your dreams.

Smoke some, shot some, sex some,
that was the motto, a saying of those that
couldn’t care less about breathing,

alongside baby steps, confused baby steps,
which were mistaken for big shoes, a fact
only tomorrow can show you.

And now that story ends, leaving me
overflowing with overdue words, like trickling
water itching to rush out of the container.

Published by troycabida

Troy Cabida (he/him) is a Filipino poet and producer based in south west London. His recent poems have appeared in TAYO Literary Magazine, harana poetry, MacMillan and bath magg. He is a producer for London open mic night Poetry and Shaah and co-founder of Liwayway Kolektibo, an arts and culture network providing space for UK-based Filipino/a/x creatives. His debut pamphlet, War Dove, was published by Bad Betty Press in 2020. Photo taken by Ray Roberts.

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