Idiosyncrasies Of A Middle-aged Man

What you need
perhaps is
something crispy in you mouth
so that you
may endure
the scary thing about
emptiness

the mouth keeps
a sound
to please the teeth

to fill the mouth
to make the tongue
play
its inner games

something
crispy like a newly
printed
money

surely not perhaps

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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