Missing Tooth

I have a missing Tooth. It hurt like hell to pull out. Blood flooded into my mouth and onto my tongue I can feel its absence more than I ever felt its presence The hole is curious but I can't help but find solace in the bitter iron taste of the loss I know a new tooth will replace it one day– But for now; the taste of the blood lingers like the oddly comforting memory of You . . . I miss my missing Tooth.