Oh I still feel the cord wrapped around my side <br />And though I push it away, I know <br />It can’t be denied <br />As I passed, and your hand was thrust into mine <br />Did you see the widening of my eye? <br />The call was a chain – battered me to the ground <br />A rope of coiled steel <br />But now I’m gone <br />I have fled, and all that is left for it is loss <br />For this rope of steel <br />Has been transformed to dental floss<br /><br />Stephen Thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dental-floss/
