The dentist

The wind  altered direction

Clouds fought,whirled

like flying merry- go -rounds

broken from any bolts

The sky was grey but angry.

Exultant my spirit lifted

A plane at the end of the runway took off

Above the clouds.I saw  the earth

A ball floating through space

Then I landed;felt my weight in the chair.

The dentist was gasping

I thought you’d gone.

I smiled despite the blood.

It was all over