Bluetooth 

i traded all my teeth 
for blue ones: cobalt & sapphire.
i watch them flicker as i
talk to myself in the mirror.
everyone's getting blueteeth now,
you can turn on your laptop
just by chewing. you can make
a call on your cellphone 
by pressing your tongue
to the backs of your incisors
& play videos in your head 
by clenching you teeth.
in my bed room i'm chewing 
pink gum & something goes wrong,
i feel a click, in my head  
like a cassette tape being slid
into place. i hear my own 
7-year-old voice 
on the television downstairs.
i feel all my thoughts 
crawling there, memories
mixing together. i try 
to catch them but the blueteeth
have made me wireless, 
i grasp at the air.
downstairs my father watches
the memories but doesn't
know they're me.
a boy pushes me in 
my friend's pool
over & over, a loop.
another me eats fried pirogues 
on a park bench.
another steals 20$ from
my mom's open purse:
a collage of things i 
never told anyone. 
i come down & sit next
to him on the sofa & he tells
me that he's seen this movie before,
but never the ending, it always
shuts off before the ending.
i nod & watch. a photograph
of us playing catch fills
the screen & he says 
that he loves this part.
i touch my blueteeth 
with my tongue & they feel 
hot & angry.
that night i take them
all out with a pair
of my father's pliers,
drop each in the gravel
by the side of the road.