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Cloying inlet
savor stolen
avid lodger
host swims slower

Keep nibbling
grow weary
turn vacant
non violent

Something seems disparate
no taste and
no substance

Interrupting mode
this is not my tongue

Mute palette
flutters
dour morsels
disperse

Dull flavors
turgid
mind wanders
knackered

Where my taste buds used to sit and flicker
there's a new reflex
weaving slowly and making it's presence scarce

Titillating opportunistic scrounger stays
all the senses dupe me for another spread.

All the pleasure commandeered to please yourself.

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