Final Goal

Poem, a bit of fun

Packaged in nice wrapping

I wait patiently,

soon I am free of my binds,

 

enfolded within the hot mouth,

giving release from anxiety, stress

or maybe

just shear pleasure in the act of

working jaw muscles

to the beat of a tempo

that is a beating heart

 

Once my flavor is gone,

I continue moving

from one side to the other,

traveling with the help

of a tongue that seems

to be searching for something,

 

all at once I’m spit out

 

I fall to the ground in a tight ball

curled within myself,

as the air stirs around me,

I feel a stiffness to my form,

 

 

 

reduced to nothing

 

 

 

but a polluting evilness

 

 

 

 

Just when all seemed lost

 

I hitch a ride

on the bottom

of a size eleven Hush Puppy

to obtain my final goal in life,

to become a gum shoe

Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

This one is really deep. Never put myself in the place of a piece of gum. I liked this very much

[Jason Henry]

can't believe no one has reviewed this...this is so excellent! i mean...i kinda figured it out when "flavour" was said, but nevertheless, this poem is awesome. this is the type of poetry that has been long forgotten...the clever "what is this writer talking about" "oh! haha!" type stuff that many grew up on!

it was really refreshing reading such classic stuff...even if it may be too young to be called classic, but (again) i loved this! great write, thanks for sharing!