unwrapping the wrapper
I could smell the old chocolate
hard cold and commercially satisfying

my mouth hungered for what looked so good

chocolate veiny out

in chocolatey caramely peanuts
pulling the wrapper back a little more

tongue, spiderman on the ceiling

taking off his mask, kissing

his first love, at last

chewed up from the outside in,

first the chocolates outer layer
crumbles,

it feels like heaven
if,
you were on acid

something so beautiful you
can't believe those ingredients
would make such a thing

real,
trip-py

stumbling up to pear-ly gates

it's like the before of Skippy
with those 27, 28 salty peanuts
crunching in that bar

I can taste satisfraction

where an R represents OUR need
for more and never being
what they claim

the caramel stretches
when tugged as the chocolate
cracks apart

An inch of a bite seems sufficient

adding two or three bites
before swallowing this crap
and flipping off my health

hand to hand

I know no better when it comes
to things i like that are sweet
and always seem to treat me right

Really, I
can't get enough
of these consumables that
steal my health

they are rotten
inside out

and serve their purpose
only to tempt me for more

Love

the only word I would die for
kills me, as I endulge
in it's counterproductive partner, lust

in a bathtub full of Raid
Spiderman,
heavily drained

Woohoo....Awesome....

Really love this one ((J))