The New Dentists

Picket Luna

Im afraid of
space, and its bossy
ways, how it grabs unwilling
subjects for its
canvas.
I must run with
haste, before it traps
my gaze, for it
imprisons the restrained
through its
mantras.

It has devises, contraptions,
that release
inhibitions —- I was victimized
by its beauty not just
once! And then, suddenly,
freely, I was feeding its
fancy —- with a verse that I rehearse
only in hiding.

Between the whiteness of
X and Y, it desires to
exemplify with the
brushstrokes of honesty and
abandon.
I will fail to be
impervious, when it is
inconspicuous —- as when it
blends like a cunning
chameleon.

It will paint me through my own
blood, while my heart is in
denial, I will succumb to fill the
void unconsciously. Through
a verse,
a song,
a poem,
it will trick me to
confession, and make each tiny,
lonely space filled
finally.

I’m afraid of space, and its brooding
ways, and its custom to draw
fools to come fill it…
I’m afraid of space, and its charming
face —- and the way I’m always
sucked to be in
It.

Picket is 29 years old. She graduated from UP Baguio in 2002, from University of the Cordilleras College of Law in 2007, and is presently enrolled at Febias College of Bible (MA in Christian Ministries). She love music, writing, hanging out with children and wishes to have read all of E.B. White’s books before she turned fifteen. At present, she works as a paralegal in an NGO which handles labor cases for indigent complainants.