5/4/18 lost palate
I'm lost in the sauce trying to figure out the taste
But everytime I'm close my palate is erased and I'm right back to another plate;
So I grab my utensils, everything I'm doing is second nature;
Fork full of food placed in mouth,
The hot fragrance embraces my tongue,
My taste buds begin to blossom and BOOM!
The taste is erased and I'm right back to another state displaced and running out of grace stuck in the rat race;
Malnutrition, thinking how can I remedy my deteriorating condition;
I'm straving;
I haven't eaten in 4weeks,
Deprived of sleep so I attempt one last feeble fete to consume something edible to ward off my untimely defeat;
Spoon to mouth,
Spoon to tongue,
Dam Iam feeling this cereal labeled captin Crunch,
Now I'm back looking forward to 12 o'clock lunch
5/4/18 lost palate
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