I only learned today that the local anesthetic
my dentist used for extracting part of a tooth
and building up a partial, stumpy bit
of composite resin
in preparation for a later, larger
extraction of cash for a crown
is almost certainly not novocaine,
a generic term for Procaine
since the trade name Novocain
lost its battle with “ubiquity,”
before losing out altogether
to upstart dental anesthetics
like Lidocaine. I may never have
been injected with novocaine
in my life, as it turns out.
But my point, before this research
led me astray, was the feeling
or non-feeling, of a golf-ball-sized
part of my mouth. Hardly seems
important any more.
All fascinating dental drug facts from Wikipedia. I’m sorry I looked it up.
poetrytech 
Throughout my years of reading poetry I have learned never to be surprised by a poet’s theme. I therefore repel the instinct to confirm your closing words and highly laud this absolutely unique and hithertofore unattempted Ode With Rhythmic Research. I congratulate in particular the courage of the poet/patient in undertaking such a crowning epic.
So to speak. 🙂