Tuesday, 16 October 2012 10:42 pm
Poetry Week, Day 4: Confessions of a Verbivore
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deckardcanineSynesthesia has a way
Of lending taste to what I say.
It doesn’t work with words like “and”;
They’re used so much, they come out bland.
At times I just put sounds together
So my tongue won’t feel like leather.
Funnily enough, I’ve found
That foreign flavors match the sound.
For instance, German words are meaty,
Spanish makes me taco-greedy,
Japanese can smack of fish,
And French presents a cheesy dish.
It’s things like this bizarre mystique
That rendered me a language geek.
I only hope, as I indulge,
I don’t develop any bulge.
Of lending taste to what I say.
It doesn’t work with words like “and”;
They’re used so much, they come out bland.
At times I just put sounds together
So my tongue won’t feel like leather.
Funnily enough, I’ve found
That foreign flavors match the sound.
For instance, German words are meaty,
Spanish makes me taco-greedy,
Japanese can smack of fish,
And French presents a cheesy dish.
It’s things like this bizarre mystique
That rendered me a language geek.
I only hope, as I indulge,
I don’t develop any bulge.