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