Under the Pillow



The old dentures
on the shelf at the thrift shop
made us laugh
I wouldn’t know she actually purchased them
until years later
when I felt teeth under my pillow
and screamed
one very early Sunday morning.

Turns out she had been waiting days for me to notice.

We replay the joke on each other every so often.

Years go by
and there they are again, under the pillow.

Someday they’ll end up back
on a shelf
at a thrift shop
some young couple will share a laugh
and maybe buy them.

The old joke finds its way
to being told again, and again.

This photo and poem were first published in the February 2019 issue of Vamp Cat Magazine.