Sunday, June 29, 2008

silly dreams

She had a dream about him last night
She didn’t know where she was
But if she ever returns
She’ll know that she was there
With him
Once.
He was with some of his
Friends, talking about
Who knows what.
She walked in, and was eating a lollipop.
For some reason everyone had one
Hers was red
And he had taken the sticks
And pretended that he was
Special by playing with the
Leftover sticks
How symbolic.
He took the stick out of her mouth
It still had the candy remains on it
Like when you bite a jolly rancher in half
It’s a candy that can’t
Be reused
It’s wet and sticky now
No one wants it anymore
Because it’ll absorb whatever it sits on
So it cries tears of betrayal
It is the leper of the sweet societies
You must avoid it at all costs
Or else it’ll spread
The dreadful stickiness
To everything it touches

You made her disloyal
This red candy…
Knows that She’ll never take it back
It knows.
And so it cries,
It clings to the stick
In case it is ripped from
That as well
It has nothing
Nothing at all left to hope for
Thanks to him
He separated them
And she will never forgive him
then she woke up

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