When I Fell Off Of Your Tounge Poem by James McLain

I was not bitter about it was I
I know I was not sour or was I
I am sweet it is that I know I am
I am your memory of all you eat
I am the only eye you have left
I am hidden in all your drawers
I am in the water that you drink
I last saw you when...................

When I Fell Off Of Your Tongue
............) it(s..a..long..way..down

..Don't weep...I know..your tongue
..rolls up and tries to flee down
your neck..) it(s.. gastly..face..cyanotic..blue