Rotten Sweetness
Marmalade and marshmallows
Are sweet to me
They pierce my tongue in pagan frenzy
Scorching and searing my tastebuds,
Torchbearers bowing to Hestia
Prancing in circles, thumping barefoot, soaking in suds of nectar
Marmalade and marshmallows
Dissolve into my bitter cavern
Where slithering dragons and demons lurk
Spewing curses and creeds
Sanguine fluid harassing my inner sheathing
“Et tu brute!” in unison my voice chords ring
That tinge of glucose
now fledglings to a diabolic scheme
No sweet can efface the unhallowed
For behind every sugar coated masquerade
Lies a furrow of deceit
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