behind bicuspid battlements
brushed prideful and bright
to delay decay and guard
a formidable bite.
Hidden, malleable muscle
by tastes at times transported--
tastes taking long for me to love--
flexing, fawning on malicious morsels
borne on breath of a bitter spirit.
Stimuli from Hershey...from Mars…
tempting, teasing, tipping a scale
With abounding chocolate ounces--
luscious language of sweet lies
luring taste buds into base temples.
Notes more fair than fowl may utter
throb and swell from every throat,
spread and spill down a reddish carpet
past the moat of malignant lips,
horrors serenading avid hearers.
Abundant hearts erupting
the linguistic lava flow
set alight enchanted forests
with their flame-throwing flagella:
speaking in the tongues
of fallen angels.
MNA
11/3/2016
