pulled, glossy
and sweet. A candy
men like to eat. I’m just
a confection. Upon inspection

I dissolve
as I'm chewed up. I've revolved
in an orbit of infested sick men,
that like honey wrapped up
in clear packaging. A new flavor

to savor, cherry and honeydew,
strawberry, blueberry chews. I’m stuck
in a sticky mess. Pounding it out
every morning, no less. But it's my job -

sugary, sticky colorful glob!