suffering has a taste like sugar

•Written on May 14th, 2023. Incomplete.•

The blue beneath the ocean foam

Threat at the thought of jumping in

By the cliffs

You kick up the sand and it muddies

And suffering has a taste like sugar

Spilling out of my mouth like breath

And sweat

Of hard work where nothing gets done

I felt the inside of your lip the other night

And saw how simple my life could become

My world

Not small but condensed, better to be held

And love has a taste like fresh bread

Never enough of it, always reaching

For more

The thought of it stills me at once

(I laugh

The gods laugh with me)