The Fat Boi Diaries: My Voice: A Podcast

Please forgive me for the singing in the beginning but I was in a mood!

Text of the poem:

Smoked and Jaded Orals:

‎There is fire in this here mouth
connected to this here brain
producing words laced with honey
infused with smoke
sounds juggled in this here throat
falling out over these here lips made of jade
don’t you wish they were making moves to say your name/at night?
begging you to stay
during the day?
calling you my one and only?”

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