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Poetica Spontenaium 7.27.06

There are these bitter pieces in my mouth.

Sworling around my tongue

Clacking at my teeth

threatening to chip them

Salty, gritty, and wet

like beach sand that’s flung into your face

by insult disguised as jest

and jest disguised as affection

and affection that’s draped in mockery

though careful attention is payed throughout this game
I look at you, with lips partly pursed

as if to say something important and true

or to catch us both with the surprise of a kiss

that decieves us both into believing that we can fix this

and instead find myself

spitting pearls at you.

Don’t be bitter. Being bitter is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

MJ,

That is an awesome poem. I love it. So sorry you had to deal with whatever sparked it, but now the world gets a peice of yummy language Muah!

~moO