Dizzy

Hard Candy

In Abuse, Dark, Drug Addiction, Fear, Indifference, Life, Loss, Madness, People, Poetry, Poverty, Sex, Ugh, Very Bad Poetry, Violence, Weird on October 9, 2012 at 8:52 pm

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Camilla d’Errico, Cotton Candy Curly Cue

Candy gave sold the Man-child what no girl ever really had

Sold it

Took it

Is what she did

Yeah

She took her requital

Again and again

Then she took some more

More and more

Days become years

Candy took and took

She took what he had

She took what she took

She put it in her arm

When that wasn’t enough

She started doing him harm

Grave harm

Failed to make her

Go away

Just leave

Him alone

Then

Girl

She came

It wasn’t her problem

But, hey, all the same

It had to be someone’s

Should have been

Before

Today

The kitchen

Candy’s throat

A blade

A glint

A sharper look stabs her eyes

Take a hint

“You’ve got one last chance, bitch

Grab what you can

Run for your life

You come back again

I’m not thinking twice

Gladly do Time

To see you go ‘bye.”

Right on the edge

Girl made the dive

Scored a 10 and 4 nines

Her very first try

Candy booked it

Right outta sight

See…

Until now it would seem

Candy’s sweet meet

She dictates the plays

Basks in her fame

To beat

Her

At her own game

Save him

Someone had to

Had to

Jump

In-

to that

Black pool

I fear

For Girl

Cannot swim

🍭

Girl is my friend. Candy is Girl’s ancient history ex’s ex. Man-child is his brother.

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