Oral Cavity Poems - Poems about Oral Cavity

...I relished being hungry for leftover Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub (a poetic partial fiction blended, diced, fricaseed, marinated, mixed, pureed, sautéed, stewed... with fact) Hmm... ......Read the rest...

...Only one in twenty-five thousand have CIP. CIP stands for congenital analgesia. This means you cannot feel pain. Sounds good huh? Not if you see blood spurting out of your toddler. And the tip......Read the rest...

...I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub whereby the missus didst potchke created whirling dervish hubbub after enjoying repast, (fit for a tarnished king), yours truly a......Read the rest...

...Hmm... on second thought lemme join anorexic club until rib cage protrudes taut and visible doubling as drum to drub synchronized within heart of darkness, especially when electrocardiogram exhi......Read the rest...

...I relish being hungry for popslop grub... (on second thought lemme join anorexic club until rib cage protruding taut and visible doubling as drum to drub synchronized with heart that goes lub d......Read the rest...

... Rancid lemon rope squeeze around a rotten tomato neck tie, crooked odor bow hanging out of place Acid reflux raisin tax bleed; dripping spoiled, milquetoast lies out a sour-twisted, ......Read the rest...

...A poet is often bombarded by the meaning of words He got to have a physical relationship with language With the structural elements like couplets and stanzas Using imagery, rhymes of myriad emoti......Read the rest...