One look from him
turned my breath
into mustard gas.
Thick like molasses,
and slow like it too.
Maybe,
so I could feel
every cell in my body
as it tried to triumph
over a danger within.
Maybe,
a part of me
enjoyed the pain.
Thrived even,
from watching myself
attempt to regain control.
You’re frustratingly tempting
like individually wrapped sweets
reserved behind a glass case.
The idea of my tongue
wrapped around
such a savory delicacy
has me intrigued.
So much that
I’m willing to spend
the change in my wallet
I promised to save
for a rainy day
—cassidie wages
Flommist Cassidie Wages is an artistic blue-haired creative depressed empathic friendly genuine heavy intelligent juxtaposed kindhearted levelheaded moody noteworthy over-analyzing patient quizzical responsive sarcastic tired unsure visionary weird yogi zealous. Copyright © 2019 Cassidie Wages.
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