While Credits Roll

I am that bit of kernel caught
Between your gum and grinding tooth
Stuck deep enough to be unreached
By instrument or finger nail
But not so buried that I fail
To point and poke and irritate
That soft spot ‘neath your tongue
Prompting you to constantly
Search and flick and feel about
Unable to just pluck me out
Nothing left to do but wait
Occasionally to investigate
That swollen shiny aching spot
Where I remind you while I’m lodged
Of the sweet and salty joy we shared
So go ahead and bite down hard
On that next morsel if you dare

-a.r.

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Painting: Popcorn by Steve Prenner

~ by April on September 29, 2015.

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