This is no ordinary
poem,
this is a word-filled,
playfully written piece,
with delicious
mouth-feel and tongue-tingle,
rich with hyphens and a
splash-dash of onomatopoeia,
lavished
with this poet’s delicate brain-juice,
the creative
offal of my heart,
topped with
the sour-cream of emotions,
pan-fried in
the heat of my passion
grilled for
mysteries and meaning
before being
stir-fried in the jabber-wok .
No, this is
no ordinary poem.
This is a Joe Cushnan poem.
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