Fudge

When fudge enters mouths
Things become sticky thick quick.
Tongues cannot speak without
The senseless drool escaping
Buttery pleasure at a best.

Sadly now we watch fools
Fudge lives away tasting nothing
But some saline thing they live on.
Hearts and mouths and ideas filled
Without care or pleasure for a life sway.

They will never take my stickiness
And I will drool forever and kick away
Their batterings to hear words they...they
They are too jaw-locked to say.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-05-24 at 00:33

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I love fudge but not the tasteless tacky variety your speak of in the last two stanzas. Lets hope our "fudge" is exotic and piquant!
Joe
2012-05-24