Death is umami
a crunchy feeder fish
you eat whole
–skeleton and all
(that might catch on the swallow)
but the skeleton lends a depth missing before…
Love is fresh fruit
dribbly, bitten strawberry
green apple right off the tree
imparting energy complex, and sub
-lime-
Lemon
bright.
Malevolence is brined
an over-salted jerk
(sauce)
a tooth-breaking brisket
that simmers in crack pots
all day and all night.
Regret is sweet.
Sweet like dried peaches,
it’s pleasing at first, but man.
That suckass sulfur aftertaste.
Rage is wasabi awesome
clearing the sinuses,
and charging the senses,
but ultimately cheap hot-sauce bad
> coming and going <
And Phoniness
well, phoniness. . .
That’s any processed food–
cream-filled & cancerous.
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