Bless the breakfast
As we still fast when the meals late
Bless us all who masticate
Bless the bunch
While they crunch the lunch*
At the noon-day break
Bless the evening as the dinner bell rings
When we all take bits and smatterings
Let us all give thanks
Amen says the laymen
eclipse
erase
shiver
deliver
gaze
& masticate
then bombard
the
pompous
viscous
lush
&
organic
tender
yet
cold
GHOST, RIVER, SHIVER, MASTICATE, COLD, POMPOUS
The cold wind swirled the mist all along the bank,
The ferryman held onto the boat, whilst the gentleman walked across the narrow plank,
The man looked quite pompous as he chewed upon his pipe,
He was large and looked like a cow masticating on fresh grass, I hope the man doesn’t develop the gripe,
Then as they pulled out into the river,
And the gentleman gave one tremendous shiver,
The ferryman pulled the oars as he rowed across the stream,
But this trip is not exactly as it seems,
The question is, ‘Who paid the ferryman?’ and the gentleman can’t boast,
Because after all he was only a harmless ghost.
baby ghost
wrinkles the river
I gaze
at its drowsiness
as I masticate
on the meanings of why
because inside me is misaligned
and its cold, sleepy eye
- cautionless -
shall twitch
like visible white noise
when TV boxes snap
neither shoals
nor skipping stones
breaches the facade of a conspiratory sea
river rattles
'cause it's my baby's ghost:
The Deer Hunter
picked her blossom
tending his garden
of wicked passion
for crooked lotuses
laying dead
afloat
Perhaps for dinner you might try
A steak and veggie plate
Or some chicken wrapped in nori,
Such a treat to masticate!
At some eateries, the menus
Are creative as food gets,
Which is really a surprise because
The customers are pets.
San Francisco’s restaurant “Dogue”
And Manhattan’s “Judy Z’s”
Offer rawhide bones and cupcakes,
All with canine tastes to please.
Though I understand that owners
Love their dogs, I must admit
Fancy dog meals in a restaurant
Just seems inappropriate.
I had never met a happier ice cream banana split.
She sang to me songs that would make you twirl a bit.
Love songs and ditties that spilled over her glass bowl.
She was an ice cream with feelings, a banana split with a soul.
I hate to devour you, I told her as I tried to masticate.
That is fine! She told me, my strawberry syrup is great!
She sang all the way down my esophagus and truly tickled me.
I love being a part of you, she sang out. I kind of miss her glee.
This year I asked Santa for a Harley
and a flagon of wine made of barley.
Then I asked God alone
for an angel of my own,
only not one of His, one of Charlie’s!
`~~~
The hot girl next door at her window stands
and through it I gaze her soft buxom glands.
When the moment I seize
it’s at times such as these
I’m so glad I’m not Edward Scissorhands!
~~~
My ma said something I couldn’t ignore
at dinner time and my jaw hit the floor.
Okay, but I think you’ll find
any more and I’ll go blind,
“No, I said you need to masticate more!”
Written: January 2018
Kellogg, he was groomed as a killer.
The milk on the spoon - would not spill ‘er.
With cheerios breath,
a masticate-death,
he zeroed his victims - a thriller.
8/22/2022
After church a bunch of us decide to congregate
Some spoke different dialects, so we got to translate
There was also a new bride and groom to congratulate
Did I mention that the preacher was quick to reinstate?
A vampire flew through which we did not anticipate
Was that a real vampire? An avid debate.
A mummy danced through next with a wobbly gait.
Where did she come from? I asked my immensely surprised date.
No worries said my cousin, who was ready to masticate.
His sweets were piled in a tower of sugar granulate.
Wha….wha…wha….stuttered my shocked surprised Uncle Nate.
As a devil appeared who said, “Why can’t you articulate?”
In the morning dew
redolent sounds
of summer surround me
In pendant blue
I flaunt my splendour
eagerness cresting
my desires peaking
He wonders around
charming the milieu
dressed in stripes and
an invincible air
Dashingly he comes to me
whispering sweet nothings
his music sonicates me
Enchanted I allow
his mandibles to
masticate me
I could feel his warmth
rubbing rhythmically
all along my lobes
Then
he titillates open
my softness
and sucks up the succus
as I let him
relish my goodness
we enthuse in this moment
Of pure bliss
until he
seeds me
Feeling sated
I radiate in the risen sun
And let him flutter away
to his flourishing fantasies
Upon my pillow,
A single
Auburn hair.
To someone else,
It means
That she was there.
To me, it is
Eternity to share.
Love grows warm
When formed a pair.
Clings forever where
Time resuscitates a memory
Providing life new air.
And we, like little puppies,
Follow slow behind.
As they lead the way
Throughout each day,
To things with which
We play.
Memories holy stirred
Or haunting bold.
Socks to others
Puppies chew on
When they’re old.
When the force invades
it sows off passion
it jeopardizes
it delivers entirely new
it jeopardizes
it creates entirely new
on the other side of good
let my heart play host
to a force so strong
coming as pure air when invited
cursed as a whirlwind when escaping
we know the way it treats
with tutor being ego
experience is self bred
with the force's tour
none emerges the best
my heart aspires to be right
your mind clings together
we masticate in two
how can amylase fail?
I look at your face and it is all I can do
Not to keep you forever, as you chase away my blue
I have no idea who put this face on you in the store
But I am severely in love with you forevermore.
Poppy potato, you give me a reason to smile today.
Your joyful looks and flashing eyes have so much to say.
I am determined to shellac you and keep you forever my dear.
You have chased away the gloom. I’m so happy you’re near.
It was fate that I found you in that old blue potato bin.
You have become my favorite and most apt forever friend.
Others might slice you, dice you, and masticate your face.
Any kind of chopping or hurting would be such a disgrace.
Sure I love potato chips and potatoes baked as well as anyone.
But you are my bestie, my pleasure, my joy, my number one.
So unless I get desperate and you are the only potato around.
I will keep you pristine and pretty, exactly as found.
Undercut and overwhelmed with once in a lifetime feelings
each death totally new, unlike any other, not even halfway
a blade of hurt cut deep into my chest like a channel
blue blood instantly changes red, irritating me.
I try to kill my feelings, before they kill me.
Pleading to be exchanged. What about me for her?
Grim Reaper does not turn around or acknowledge,
Busy marching his stunned victims to Neverland
I fall on my sword, but find it was worthless plastic
Hurting no one not even me
She’s in a much better place, someone says
Another throws out something equally stupid.
Her place is here, next to me, with her mother.
She was not ready I wail and keen. I want to bite them
To rip them apart and masticate them with my teeth.
I want the world to suffer, because I am.
To heal yourself, you have to be yourself
Buy in fully
Claim the flesh body
as well as the spiritual body
Pay enough attention to it
That it does not die from neglect
Feign interest in it.
To like yourself, you have to try harder.
You have to look for the good.
Why can you not do for you what you can do for thousands of others?
Why is it so difficult to find a glimmer of yourself that is magnificent?
Your muse can find it, so send her.
Until you get wise.
Until you become a wise woman.
To love yourself, you have to own your mistakes.
Take them in your teeth and masticate them with pleasure.
Enjoy their salty, sweet, potato chip taste.
Swallow their sweet goodness,
realizing God makes no mistakes.
You are as wonderful as He could make you.
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