you are all store-bought
chocolateandcaramel.
instant gratification.
but there is no depth,
no complexity;
merely sickening sweetness.
i the connoisseur
am left wanting,
just searching,
never finding.
bittersweet.
you're sweetly wrapped
but not worth my time;
a penny today, tomorrow a dime.
i am not
afraid
as you are.
i know what i am.
my caramel has battlescars
but i am not afraid.
can your chocolateyes look at mine
and repeat that?
chocolate melts in fire.
you are
dis-joint-ed.
you are a beautiful sculpture
smashed,
and then put together.
humptydumpty.
so hollow.
so empty.
so shallow.
you do not seek as i do,
you are scared of what i know.
and i know you better than you think.
you make me sick,
sad,
slow.
but you cannot see pain,
because you are afraid of flame.
all you see
from me
is a sugarcoatedsmile.
and a chocolatetear.
so go find your
candycolouredtwin.
i am made of stronger stuff
than brittle
bitter
caramel.
CONTEXT: I offered a boy a chocolate because, you know, I don't like chocolate. But such is the world that Random Acts of Kindness are not appreciated. He probably thought I poisoned it. I thought he was being a bit shallow, and I got offended. So I wrote a poem. As you do.
1 comment:
As you do. ;*).
Do you think he would like licorice, or peppermints or a hard-boiled, sour candy/lolly?
(Follow him through the shop and see what he does like/react positively to :-) ).
Now about the poem: very experimental!
And I have found those columbines so very very hard. More for sucking than for chewing. They do seem to provoke desire.
"my caramel has battle scars
but i am not afraid
can your chocolate eyes look at mine
and repeat that?
chocolate melts in fire".
Store-bought sweets are not the same as those forged in fire.
(Peanut brittle! And then there is a marshmallow crackle).
(I do like chocolate and am not particularly discerning or sophisticated in my tastes. The wrapping, though? Deeply infuriating. With a twist and a turn...).
Another verse I enjoyed:
"you make me sick,
sad,
slow.
but you cannot see pain,
because you are afraid of flame."
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