I'm frozen here
And shall remain
While anaesthetic
Eases pain
My lips are fat
My tongue just lies
No words untrue
While spittle flies
A mouth aghast
While tools engage
And rubber fingers
Squeak outrage
Construction
Of the oral kind
So mastication
Is refined
Categories:
mastication, smile,
Form: Rhyme
She is sitting,
front legs under her reddish-brown mass.
When I think of her shape
it is always her belly I see most.
The bulging warmth,
the mastication, her on-going digestion.
I'm a boy,
the large cow is my meaty lean-to.
One hot summer afternoon can last for years,
on one such a year
I was resting my back
on her bovine flank's, she did not seem to care.
I really think she wanted to feel me listening
to her giant belly.
A drowsy time took its rest also.
Bees buzzed, but far away.
High flying gees made the sky speak.
Listening to her massive body, I think
I melded into her life. Her ongoing
industrial mashing
of moist clods of vegetable materiel.
The rhythmic digestive process
seemed to me to be almost musical.
When she farted, it was as though
she had turned roughage to water,
and water into wine.
I could smell the spirit of the grass,
and strangely,
I could within my own small form,
feel the mutable mystery of the land
as it churned grain into bread,
our meat to spirit.
Categories:
mastication, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Such pipedream regarding
winning bucket loads of cash,
would make monetary woes
in an instantaneous flash
mine dentures no longer
will futilely grind and gnash,
cuz I would undergo oral surgery
and simultaneously acquire
mush sought after gumption,
where dental implants
could offer million dollar smile
mastication boring full force
while I monstrously, yet easily mash
the most unpalatable pop slop
made with tender loving care
courtesy the missus.
Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors
play key role to alleviate paroxysms
debilitating bouts of anxiety and panic attacks
wracked these lovely bones
during their roaring twenties
severely impinging potential to relish
joys and sorrows present within mein kampf
vast stretches of life sabotaged
courtesy mental health challenges,
thus I acknowledge miracle of modern medicine
particularly prescription medication
(iterated within first line of this verse),
which allows, enables and provides
blessed escape illness noggin tortured.
Categories:
mastication, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
I could never write a poem about
Horseradish
Dust bunnies
Nose hairs
Rat droppings
A dead roach
Cow pies
Mastication
Silverfish
Ketchup
A dirty diaper
A car engine
Naval fuzz
Cobwebs
Vampires
Microphones
Skateboards
Nail clippings
Torn limbs
I say and then I do.
Categories:
mastication, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: List
Pasted upon a placement of mastication,
Loaded with karma built up over time's ages,
Different names have different fazes wasted being locked up in this basement.
Manic depressive moments wear smiles watching caged up anger's fight, up against rages.
Glued to your machine, I picture you like spaghetti.
Audacity mocks me, grabbing several tools of anguish like a machete, to give me choices...
Envision splatter so thick and laid out so damn heavy;
Thoughts crisscross through messages to myself, hearing voices.
How do I expect to get trapped by your blade?
One cut in my throat caused a dysfunctional attempt, handed down by own kris..
With different colored people wearing masks and afraid—
You stand there, twirling knife's tip; explain to me this...
June...2017
Categories:
mastication, conflict, dark, fate, fear,
Form: Rhyme
time slides ever to the right,
neither scabrous skidding mark,
nor faint leavings of wisdom’s feast,
only gouged furrows, upturned days,
to love only ideas of love,
inane this hate of a cruel gentle kiss,
blackened hollow, sunken chest,
banal sacraments bless clamoring voices,
blown down a narthex like noisy wraiths,
screaming attention emotional ear stoppers,
when I'm here-
I'm there,
and when I'm there-
I'm here,
a self wound-ed pocketwatch missing a chain,
endlessly inward, the self-seeing eye,
germinated in murky hothouses,
stumbling over obligatory roots along blood red claybanks,
wine and honey, summertime of days,
flow past, rushing torrent of softer kisses unwetted,
aloof, removed, astrally projected,
the world perceived in gloomy mastication,
a demented ascetic in a cold mountain niche,
grown older in the dimlight, stranger to himself,
nary the wiser, sunblinded, threadworn,
stumbling towards an emptier ending of,
impure unsaid poetry,
coagulated prose,
clotted in the footprint,
trailing behind.
Categories:
mastication, god, love,
Form: I do not know?
Crunch
"I don't want to read something I already know
or which is going to slide down easily:
there has to be some crunch,
a certain amount of resilience."
Poet John Ashbery.
He wasn't the first one
to say it, but crunch
is spot on, as they say.
Life could be soft
and easily digestible, I guess – –
if that's your preference.
Actually, it might be mine, but I was blessed
when you get right down to it,
to have crunch enter in without my
asking or even foreknowing.
But it's one thing
to receive our days as crunch,
quite another to dish it out
to others.
I would rather not
go down as cream of wheat,
pablum to my peers.
And when I'm laid away for good,
there will be many a mastication--an
eternity of earth chewing away,
crushing the strongest box
or urn. Whether worms or beetles
or the heaving and moaning of
my loamy home--
May my final sound be
a cosmic crunch.
Phil Hefner.
Categories:
mastication, perspective,
Form: Free verse
There is a place I know
that the locals call jellybean row
the drunk dance in the street
there is no animosity, nobody is a foe
the wind whips and curls around the battery
more complimentary then flattery
people see it as an adventure
rather then inherent danger
the car absent path of intoxication
arms entwined and shameless flirtation
a pint in hand and family on my shoulder
greasy fish, fit for mastication
as I step off the boat in aux basque
I need not wear my mask
for I am on the rock
where love is felt when no one talks
Categories:
mastication, family, grandparents, happy, water,
Form: Rhyme