Stuck To Me - Forever

A delicious apple lay before me

And as my eyes shone, my hands picked it up

With greed

My mouth took a bite, triggering a rush of 

Taste 

And the wonderful apple I devoured with haste.

As I washed it down with thirst quenching water,

I felt something hugging the back of my inner tooth,

It seemed to tighten its grasp as time fell slacker,

And I fumbled all along to get it out soon.

My tongue turned in all ways

As it tried to push the irritant out

But at the end, my tongue turned in for the day

As I bit it hard - releasing a raspy shout.

I used my blunt fingers

Nail-free, to pluck it out,

But it became weaker

As I dug my tooth more - no luck, a pout.

I rummaged my house for one - just one toothpick,

Or any sharp object that won't mind 

Going in and out of my mouth to fetch the bit out quick

But only that object I couldn't find.

I stood in front of the mirror,

Looking again and again 

At that stuck apple crumb that seemed to have gotten

Bigger 

I kept fiddling with it, with my fingers, with my tongue 

With my other neighbouring teeth,

No luck, I gave up and termed it 

A cause far-flung.

I spent the rest of the day, lying hopelessly in my bed

Sick of the irritant stuck inside my mouth

And once, after a long time, my fiddling prevailed -

My sore tongue helped me get that piece out.

And the free bit, I tried to swallow -

In the process, allowing it to get stuck

To another tooth fellow.