I hate fungi
(at least in a non-psychedelic capacity)
I hate cheese made from sheep or goat milk
(with wool in the brain and tang on the tongue)
I hate tomatoes
(at least in the gelatinous, porous state)
I hate berries
(with seeds in tooth gaps and texture gritty with sweet)
I love lima beans
(so bland and soft and unobtrusive)
I love milk
(with patriotic farms on the brain and cream in the throat)
I love garlic
(at least in the non-offensive, splash of zest state)
I love bananas
(delicate in cheek gabs and texture soft with sweet)
I hate the gritty, tangy, gelatinous and seeded.
Like a plane crash at 10,000 feet altitude over a field of prickled wheat
I love the soft, creamy, unobtrustive and delicate.
Like a pillow of satin over a field of mossy clouds.
