Masticationless

i gotta a mouthful of broken teeth

i wear a face of many miles

i’m still walking

i’m still talking

whilst being cautious with my smiles

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i gotta mouthful of empty ashes

taste of the flame long gone

a flicker quickens in my eyes

a distracting diversion yes

and yet totally devoid of surprise

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i gotta mouthful of barbed wire kisses

unkempt rows of greying whiskers

whispering soft razor blade hisses

and you wanna know what this is?

this is a fecund mess of restless misses

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i gotta mouthful of stale wishes

monsters, trucks and broken dishes

no turbulence just swell

and the little dreams left unspoken

they can be broken, as well

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i gotta mouthful of ditch dirt

a butt full of bitch hurt

no buttons on my fuckin shirt

i’m not alarmed i’m just alert

(we need more lerts)

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i gotta mouthful of funny angles

nothing is straight

everything is gonna slide

in a sense deprived

slow motion glide

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i gotta mouthful of melted time

i need an Ortho-Dali-dontist stat!

seconds in my teeth, hours in my throat

this won't be on the test

but you should probably make a note

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i gotta a mouthful of nothing in particular

it is in this particular nothing

i praise and i curse this ornery slack

both pancakes and counterfeit money

look really good in a stack