the taffy pull

-

there's a point

when you've pulled the taffy

too far


it's thin and frail

threadbare

more hole than lace


it's narrow and wispy

spider-webby

a dandelion seed in the wind


try to catch it with your tongue

lick

lick

lick

fruitlessly at the air like a blind dog


all you taste is

a glimpse of sweetness

as it wafts away

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