Why Am I Still Chewing March 3, 2017 Cassidy's Poetry
To put it quite simply, I am tired of you.
You do not strike me as you once did,
fulfill me or bring me pleasure.
Though I keep you around only to appease my fixation,
You are no more than an ache in my jaw.
You have grown stiff,
lost your color.
You were once a winter breeze, cold and sweet.
Now you fight against me with bland and tasteless efforts.
I should really spit this gum out.
Copyright © Ema Kenyon | Year Posted 2017
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