Icky Sticky Sweet


You can’t face it
but, can you taste it?

The uncut flavors of
perfumed strangers.

Wistful patterns of
respectable recipes.

A taste like dew on a fragrant leaf.
A bitter bite like coffee bean
A sweet pause of cinnamon texture
A frothy hug of foam
A sharp memory that approaches
on smiling wings of sugar-laced
simplicity.

You can’t face it
but you can swallow it.

Let it slip down
your over-worked throat
until you can stomach
the acidic feeling
of letting what poisons you
become what you choose
to digest
instead of,
what devours you.

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