When your teeth fall out in dreams
(So I've been told) you may not know it but
You're really dreaming of death.
I'm awake and my gums are receding.
That's almost as scary.

But I'll try not to worry.

I hope that someday
Maybe you all will know who I am
Maybe I'll get my picture in the paper
And not because I've been murdered.
That's not my kind of celebrity.

But these are only empty-gum thoughts.