By Jenn (wardenchick@yahoo.com)
Date: 26 January 2000

Taste truth.

I offer up a heartfealt,
meaningful,
sentimental morsel of thought,
and place it gently on your plate.
You stab at it 
with your fork(ed tongue)
chew it halfway, and 
spit it back out at me,
leaving it inedible
and moistened with sarcasm.