There were words coming out of his mouth
Although they didn’t really belong to each other
Look, not everyone can pontificate profusely proficiently
Knowing when to stop speaking is
Talk (an acrostic poem)
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Crispy (an acrostic poem)
Crunching on this piece of Nashville hot fried chicken
Relishing in the heat and texture dancing in my mouth
It is a spiritual experience to be sure
So much noise and so much spice
Perhaps I should have gotten that milkshake after all
Yeppers, as my mouth begins to erupt, yes, I should have
Float (an acrostic poem)
Falling below the surface of the water
Looking back at the border between the liquid and gaseous states
Opening my mouth, bubbles race away to freedom
As I continue to sink deeper
There I found my value of buoyancy
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Pill (an acrostic poem)
Popping the capsules into her mouth
It took only a swallow to let them begin their magic
Letting her relax and mellow out from the pain
Love that Advil feeling
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Crunch (an acrostic poem)
Chewing through the textures dancing in my mouth
Reveling in the amount of noise that escapes my piehole
Until everything Is broken down into the mush my stomach desires
Necessitating another bite of that audio and physical harmony
Chomping down on another symphony of mastication
Hope there are many encores!
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Spice (an acrostic poem)
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She turned up the heat in the chili, drop by evil-looking drop of ghost pepper essence
Perspiration beaded along his forehead and dribbled into his eyes at first bite
It gave his body an illusion of cooling, but the heat just kept climbing
Couldn’t believe there was a time before the all-consuming fiery pain
Eventually, his mouth recovered, but he knew round two was coming
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Comfort (an acrostic poem)
Creamy mac and cheese gooeyness winked at her from the plate
Ordering it had been a close thing.
More often than not she would have just gotten the salad
Fork discarded, she hefted her spoon
Outside world faded away as she hefted the golden goodness into her mouth
Relishing as her tastebuds fully validated her decision
That’s when she felt the warm and fuzzies from her head to her toes.
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Narrow (an acrostic poem)
Neal felt the walls come closer together the farther underground he went
As they constricted his movement, his breathing became more rapid
Restricting his vision to a narrow strip of darkness in front of him
Raspy sounds escaped his mouth as his breath became shallow
Obstinately he pushed on as his vision began to gray out
Wiggling free he took a deep breath and felt the freedom to the bottom of his lungs
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Late (an acrostic poem)
Looking to try to change the past
And not living in the now
That is a recipe for disaster
Even if it would cleanse the bitter taste from your mouth
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Salty (an acrostic poem)
Spewing swearwords at his partner
A lively discussion deteriorated into a verbal brawl
Leaving their relationship listless on the brackish waters of their tears
To think how fast something so spicy had lost all flavor
Yet it now left a sour taste in his mouth
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