The Olive Branch

Despite the dentist’s soporific

My imagination transformed

The street where I walked

Into a takeoff field

Where I felt weightless

Like a feather in the wind.

As I wandered along the street,

I discerned an olive branch

Protruding from a tall brick wall

Like the promise of the vital oil

Proffered by the olive trees

To soothe my mouth and guts

After the dentist’s cure.