Words By Candice Kelsey, Art By Susannp4
A cellophane membrane frames the glossy box
That reads like the tail of an airplane at LAX;
The miniature menu of instructions flutters
From the scissored cardboard edges to my lap.
Fourteen applications is the dental plan
That offers Heisenberg-blue upper strips
Like 17th Century quatrains for some sonnet
And their smaller lowers the ending couplet.
The rhyme is the goal in this form poem
While it’s white I want in this home gel kit,
Whose accentual-syllabic dentin is darkened.
Unlike ancient Romans with their urine
And goat potions, my muse in peroxide lies
From the A3 to the A1 on VITA color shade guides.