My Little Man I just sit here all day Sometime I move around just for the hell of it It’s really wet for some reason But sometimes he doesn’t drink water and I get really dry When he eats, all of his food tries to suffocate me Some of it actually feels good But for the most part it’s trying to suck me down his throat I have little sensors on me so I know what he’s eating too Sometime I see other tongues up close and personal and we play games We usually dance Sometimes slow and sometimes really fast And other times I get to see down a throat Usually I just sit here and talk to my little white friends One time, I saw something different It was a little pink slimy thing and I didn’t want to touch it My sensors really liked it though I’m shaking right now because it’s cold in here Some clear block just slid down my tongue and melted on me I remember this one time a few days ago actually, he bit me It hurt so badly and I was crying He needs to take care of me because I am in him Anyways we are leaving now to go eat But tell the others I said, “Hey.”
Reason for writing:
This poem is about my tongue and how he must feel in my mouth..
Birth sign: Scorpio
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