Take 42
Brett Elizabeth Jenkins

This is the one where I'm giving a talk
and they all just fall

out on the podium. It happens the same every
time: the back

ones begin to crumble, and I chew them
slowly like I'm biting

a concrete sandwich. I spit out some molars
while moving on

to my next point and the suit I'm wearing
is always very sharp,

slim pinstripes I can't afford, but here are these teeth.
What do you know.