I found an old hollowed out

I found an old hollowed out
Gold toth
I searched long and hard
Until a crack appeared
That fit it perfectly into
The back of my mouth
Sometimes I wonder
what it contains
I shake my head and I seem
To hear screams emanating from it
Not screams of fear
But of abundant joy
Sometimes I let my tongue
Gently caress it
It tastes like a cunt I once licked
Oh how I miss that cunt now
One morning I woke up very early
And I felt like biting very hard
Into all the women who ever shamed me
But I knew it was only the tooth
Wanting me to forget how much
I owed these mythical creatures
All those hours of kissing
Our lips raw with love
Our bashfull buttocks
Glowing in the dark
I love the feeling of the
cracks in the gold
I look at it through
the broken car mirror
an inch away from
weeping
ashamed of my
own sentimentality
and the possibility of
love