Chewing Poems - Poems about Chewing

... You're a cannibal, baby, consuming pieces of my heart, chewing on my frailty, and tearing me apart, You're a scavenger, baby, overhead with your eyes honed, peeling layers of my flesh......Read the rest...

...What do I have? TIME opened Immortality I’m told… Certainty for myself I’m supposed to exist A shell-shocked, indignantly recovering physical fortitude notable in stride Unused, rusty eclectic v......Read the rest...

... An Introduction to Max Hi, I am a Mastiff cross and my name is Magical Max. To be precise it’s actually Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to say I possess ma......Read the rest...

...Materialism We can get colors by working with one color. To open its tones by processing it as much as we can. Studying the plastic structure of matter. Processing of a thin and long substance ......Read the rest...

... Why should we hire you? I guarantee this is the only conversation we will have while I work here Why did you leave your last job? The tried to make we ask an 95 year old if she needed i......Read the rest...

... She did it again, Surprises me to no end! Quietly walks over to the bag, Puts her nose in. Helps herself, To the treats within. Not that she didn't tell m......Read the rest...

...It is with tears in my eyes that I write these verses of hope, it is with tears in my eyes I climb the mountain of joy and stands on top of it and look at the distance that I am coming from; it is a......Read the rest...

... He wears thick gloves when he strings the barbed wire, fashioning a thorny fence from prickly metal spines, reminding me that cattle like to know the boundaries, the edges of a pasture, clever......Read the rest...

...I said I ain't been on no bike He said, 'Well, there it is.' Premature baldness and popcorn muscles I told him I got a B in History He said, 'What a life you're gonna have.' This is what I'm......Read the rest...

...Lost in the solitude of time they journey through the forest in their mind, searching for a path that would lead them out of the dark; the woods were so thick that they had to cut through the shrubs ......Read the rest...

...The Abandoned Vacant Lot Filled with Concrete Weeds sprout from the cracks, A sign reads it was once a place to heal creatures. All that remains is melancholy and "Hope Pears," Lying on the fev......Read the rest...

...“Wandering through empty and crowded streets with no destination in sight and sleeping under the sky with the fire burning inside was my life, the life of a vagabond. Survival is a funny game and lif......Read the rest...

...Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night In my ramshackle torn straw old bed The mice are chewing my toes And the bedbugs bite Elephants dancing in my head I think to myself "It's not ......Read the rest...

...6 W's So it is again. Caught in the cycle of life. Where everything is responsibility, expectations, and decay. And the bastards beat you down with their rules and their deadlines. Where the......Read the rest...

... Love is like bubblegum fresh at the start Zesty and fruity, like adrenaline to the heart Mouthwatering anticipation of bubbles to come Time spent together it's outstanding fun Next comes the bu......Read the rest...