Glass Candy
By Ann Lipinski
i tried not to write a poem about you
because you suck
like youre probably the worst person ive ever met
Ever
because your butterscotch eyes
that match your butterscotch lies
are too much for me
i cant tell between the sweet and the sticky
enraptured, captured, trapped up, wrapped up
but at least its in a pretty little bow
i really did try
but your lips got stuck to mine
and i fumbled in the dark
and when i woke up alone my hands were shaking
Waiting
for me to put the words on paper
that you whispered in my glass ears