#taste #flavor #ranks
#love
The power to expose
A reckon poem 📋


What ingredients was these?

Was it thime and curry?
Bring me the pepper
Because it escapes me the worries of the slides

Slides full of darkness

Peppers are not to bear secrets but to take charge of the slides


Full of marsala like bitter sauce
Rounding it with spices to suite the throat

Will the Throats purge out it's weakness like a sour stew

Oh take charge of my sinful delights of malicious hunger

And with malicious hunter to despise

Surfing to the solemn slize of breathes dat seems to seize from the uproar

Rubbing minds like day duty with warring alcohol

Their punishment varies like a rank of taste

Pleasure to demand from the tables of white rice

Enjoying the disfavor of the day

Oh bring me bugging laps of chicken
To hide underneath
Hidden weights

Poet
.. jose.b writes ✍️
© oneb