Untitled - October 23, 2001
It's the bittersweet taste
of chocolate
that captures the attention.
What starts out as sweet,
wavers between ecstasy and
agony - even as each lick
diminishes all that is left.
Saving the best for the end -
the happy sweetness
of the last bite
is followed by the disappointment
of nothing more.
A desperate search
reveals no more dessert for a time...
until all across the land,
lanterns are lit,
and goblins flit
between door to door
asking for treats
from street to street.
A quick scramble
to find more sweets,
then giving them away,
suddenly all that's left
is a wee punkin
and a plate of chocolates.
As the orange light dims,
all thoughts turn inwards,
leaving the disguises outside,
the sweetness melts away
in the gentle October fire.
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