Yes; it fits so seamlessly in my mouth,
like an old winter coat, it has contoured to its self
to every intricate curve and crater.
I feel it grinding each tooth to near decay.
I can taste it on every bud; bitter and sweet at once.
It is friendlier to my lips then any lover of recall.
Am I going to get out of bed today? Will I go to work?
Will i eat? Will I ever talk to YOU again?
Will l live once more? Will I fight this oppression?
Yes, a thousand times yes,
because that is who I am;
I am a yes man!
Apr 30, 2011
Apr 30, 2011 at 6:46 PM UTC
Yes; it fits so seamlessly in my mouth,
like an old winter coat, it has contoured to its self
to every intricate curve and crater.
I feel it grinding each tooth to near decay.
I can taste it on every bud; bitter and sweet at once.
It is friendlier to my lips then any lover of recall.
Am I going to get out of bed today? Will I go to work?
Will i eat? Will I ever talk to YOU again?
Will l live once more? Will I fight this oppression?
Yes, a thousand times yes,
because that is who I am;
I am a yes man!