Steve asked me to let everyone know that these are actually called Food Poems
and here's the Gemorrah Remix
 
 
 
nutritional poems eat  your words take your  words or any one else's that  you prefer lightly salt /
 or pepper depending o   n          th e  mo   o d  y   our s or  t h e  others' crumple  place in m
outh chew well  swallo    w  nutriot i onal   val  ue:  n one  or  muc   h  depending on whose words
 th              ey mi   ght be bloody birdy take one road kill alread   y crus                 hed
pre    ferabl    e a pi  geon if you're a city dweller add some gin  &    a bit    of  ensure    ble
nd    shake we   ll dr                                                   ink  or   pour over    a fr
ien   d's head     nutritional value  :  zero food or   thought dream far the l    imited rye    if
foo   d were b   irds sandwiched 'tween mouth tamouth stretched inta mayo w/thei   r eyes i t   alke
d t   o  them    this morning these birds in  me mind communing outside-in as li   ght rose e   eeek
        eeeeek      eee                                                     eek      eeeeek t   a sp
eak    twas fo   od fro  m thought formed breaded lightly then became a    morse   l amor sou   l ee
eee   eek    e   eeeeee  k dipped in soy or tempt  aura source & tasty to   the    teeth & to   ngue
 ch   ewed 'n    swallo  wed digested & shat     the song as spelled & su  ng if    words wer   e fo
od    well fed    on ta  lk alone   grown fat    & ask what each one mean  t in   digest form    ing
est   ing form   s or s  entences broken like    a sonnet on the palette   ah th   e roof of    mout
h b   oney har   d & fl  eshy soft  the pallet    where they lie before t  hey s  poke smelli   ng 
 ta   sting  s   pittin  g out a dish  hors d'   oeuvres burning verbs &   conso  nanting fo    wl a
 mo   dified p   reserv   ative a metaphor /li   ke if food were birds i'  d str  ing them al   l to
get   her like    sente  nces if food were wor   ds i'd hatch them all li  ke eg  gs  then i'  d bak
e e   m' & fry    'em &   pouch 'em & boil 'em    & broil 'em  & steam 'e   m  &   cook 'em o   ver
an    open fir   e slow   ly barbecue each syl   lable while  slowly turn  ing t  he spit fea   ther
s p   lucked &    made    into quills & lining   s  & story books these s  peaki  ng birds th  ese s
pok   en words    nutri   tional poems eat  yo   ur words take your  word   s or   any one el  se's
t h   at  you    prefer    lightly salt / or     pepper depending on  the    moo  d yours or    the
oth   ers' cru   mple     place in mouth chew    well  swallow nutriotion   al v   alue:  non   e  o
r     much  de   pendin   g on whose words the   y might be bloody birdy    take   one road k   ill
a l   ready cr   ushed    preferable a pigeon     if you're a city dwelle   r ad  d some gin    & a
bit    of ensu   re ble   nd shake well drink     or pour over a friend's    hea  d nutrition  al va
lue     :  zer   o food    or   thought dream    far the limited rye if f  ood w  ere birds s  andwi
che   d 'tween    mouth   tamouth stretched in   ta mayo w/their eyes i t  alked   to them th   is m
orn   ing thes   e bird  s in me mind communin   g outside-in as light ro   se e  eeek     ee   eeek
      eeeeek      eeeee  k ta speak twas food    from thought formed brea  ded l  ightly then   beca
me    a morsel    amor   soul eeeeeeek    eeee   eeek dipped in soy or te  mpt    aura source   & ta
sty    to the    teeth    & tongue chewed 'n s   wallowed digested & shat    the   song as s    pell
ed    & sung i   f word  s were food well fed    on talk alone   grown fa  t & a  sk what eac   h on
e m   eant in    digest   form ingesting forms    or sentences broken lik  e a s   onnet on t   he p
al    ette ah    the ro  of of mouth boney har   d & fleshy soft  the pal  let w  here they l   ie b
efo   re they    spoke   smelling   tasting  s   pitting out a dish  hors   d'oe   uvres burn   ing
ver   bs & con   sonant  ing fowl a modified preservative a metaphor /lik  e if    food were    bird
s i   'd strin   g them   all together like s entences  if food were wor   ds i'   d hatch th   em a
ll    like egg   s  the  n i'd bake  em' & fry 'em & pouch 'em & boil 'em   & br   oil 'em  &    ste
am    'em  & c   ook '    e m over an open fi re s l o wl y barbecue eac    h sy   llable whi   le 
slo   wly turn   ing th                                                    e sp    it feather   s pl
uck   ed & ma    d e into quills & linings  & story books these speaking birds     these spok   en w
ord   s nutrit   ional poems eat  your words take your  words or any one else 's   that  you    pref
er     lightl    y salt                 /                                 or pe                 pper
 de            pending    on  the mood yours or th e others' crumple  pl   ace in mouth che w   well
  swallow nutriotional    value:  none  or  much  depending on whose word  s they might be bloody bi
rdy take one road kill                                                     already crushed preferabl
e a pigeon if you're a city dweller add some gin & a bit of ensure blend shake well drink  or pour o
 
 
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