Sundae
“want some?” – Mickey
I poured like blueberry sauce
Over her desperation
Pried her insecurity with a spoon
Devoured her blankly
Again
And
Again
And again
Until I fell into a great cavern within myself. Do you
Understand?
This is what is served off the plate of a broken soul . . .
You say
You would not but I
Have my doubts
It is delicious
Look around
It is ir•re•sis•tible