#fudge
My purple toothbrush has failed me again.
Or perhaps it was my hands too eager
To expel the contents of my stomach.
The back of my throat is rubbed raw
The iron taste of blood coats my tongue.
And once again my demons have won.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
I run into a forest with fudge and green frosting trees.
In there I find squirrels made of cheesecake grey sesame.
The acorns are made of candy hard root beer.
Twigs made of cinnamon to my feet adhere.
The ground has bunches of lime gummy grass.
I saw a rabbit of white chocolate run past.
The foot prints were of cocoa divine.
This forest is filled with deserts that seem mighty fine.
I come to a river filled blue raspberry jelly.
That will surely adhere to my belly.
What am I to do with all these treats?
Is it time to run or do I have time to stop and eat?
I see birds made of cookies and cream.
Is this a terrifying nightmare or a beautiful dream?
The snow falls powdered sugar flutters.
Whoops, stepped in droppings made of peanut butter.
Maybe from a chocolatey brown bear.
Just as tame as that white chocolate hare.
I guess I am getting out of here.
All the sugary stuff that will adhere.
Hopefully I do not attract those.
They are red hot fire ants near a cream filled rose.
Though I finally leave.
What just happened I could not believe.
Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 5:59 PM UTC
in this neo-classic house
with their partition in glass
that her reflexes still shine
in their wilderness again
that drives her tears in craft
with time to sequester their burdens
in this room with mirrors now he tread
through this capillary with imaginary ***
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 8:06 AM UTC
I’ve been to the shop
to watch it
being made
unchanging and unchanged.
Sorcerers in snow
white helmets,
reading my childhood
and all the places
I have been
with wooden spoons
carved
from Longview timber
seasoned in regression’s oil,
added limpids to the mix.
See through taffy in the candy kettle.
I once gazed
into the window
at everything
I was too young to buy
then spied a nickel
in the rubble of the gutter.
Found a way to dig it out
and went in.
The gutter went in with me.
Sunlight has a way of hiding things
That glitter in the darkness.
Sugar’s haze
obscures so many
arrow signs
but you can
taste it with each breath,
and some is not enough.
How much to eat
Rises with the tides of time
And falls with its forgetting.
Without another penny
there must be some other way
to backtrack
to the longing sated
and find the peanut in the middle.
ljm
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 2:32 AM UTC
Every moment away from her, I have this frustration
Whenever she's away, I lose concentration
Whether she's off with her friends, or with another guy
I'm always scared when time would fly
Whenevery I see her, I would feel happy
But why would I suddenly be feeling ******
Well, we were once always by each other's side
Whenever we had fun, we would take each other's ride
Why do I have such frustration?
Didn't we have some kind of connection?
I thought that we would be forever
But, oh... That's right. We were never together
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
I'm getting squished
My bones are being crushed
My whole being is burned
Someone please take me away from this land of flames
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:11 PM UTC
Layers and folds yield
to pressure, tongue sinks - dissolves
into soft, sweet bliss.
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 6:07 AM UTC
Chocolate swirl
Flourish of vanilla
Crisscross of marble
Lemony tang
Creamy peanut butter
White washed and dipped
Strawberry poppin'
Caramel drippin'
Cherry filled
Cookie crumbling goodness
Wrapped up in a smooth delicacy
Revitalizing breath of mint
Chocolate as dark and rich
As its flavor
Some common, some unique
Tiger's eye, what's that you ask?
Peanut butter and milk chocolate melded into one
Sprinkled salt
️️Warm caramel
Tantalizing, fresh orange creme
Homemade from grandma's
Or warmly bought in a bakery on a rainy day
What a wonderful feeling!
When a flavor seeps into your tongue
Growl of stomach
As you gaze at the slice
And then you attack the tender palette of colors, flavors, smells
Your lust for fudge consuming you
As the smooth delicacies explode within your mouth.. And you know
It was worth it
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
You said you'd never give up on me..
That is until you left.
I'll never be able to take back
all the things that I regret..
Although, there are things I'm missing..
The things I thought I'd never forget.
But, you left.
You left me in tears..
With this whole world to fear..
I've got this gaping hole
in my heart.
And it's tearing me apart.
It'll never be the way it used to be.
It's not the way it appeared to be.
Because, you changed..
And left me.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 6:07 PM UTC