#candy trip

Horrorlust had slid his phones into his jacket as he teleported into an alley. He had been getting text from Remix that clearly stated the other was drunk. Naturally the best thing Horrorlust could do for his friend was take him candy shopping.

I lie and lye and fly, resting my head across their laps

We crack up like walruses on speed

It’s quite dandy, this experience with candy

Smiles swirl around, cotton candy style, twisting like licorice and candy canes

And those rainbow-colored lollypops

They laugh at what I’d be like if I were a drunkard

Imagine her if she were drunk! they exclaim

I only laugh

Like a baby cooing for cookies and milk

And I poke the bottom of their noses

The hosepipes to their brains

I imagine what’s going on up there

The sun is gone and her son is in the sky

He is full, beaming, his face lighting us up

He is surrounded by sparkling sprinkles of sugary sweet stars

Their shape reminds me of tarts

Shiny with the twinkle of gems and strawberries

All stuck down with icy-white frosting

Those tarts sink down to my stomach as I munch and crunch

The powdered sugar gives my head a rush

Like magic dust

Pixie powder gone wild

Screams of delight relish in my ears

Spinning faster than the peppermint Ferris wheel

Sending my eyes whirling with a million dazzles of color

Like a honey-flavored kaleidoscope

The stars are bright

But our faces are brighter

They laugh at my nonsensical words

Little do they know it’s not the candy that makes me this way

It’s them

And the way they are

Their cool calm contained demeanor makes me jump out of my wrapper

Makes me laugh and prance and dance for joy

They fuel me like glucose powers up a kid

Like Mentos in a soda bottle

Sending bubbles to the stars

Up up and away

Say hey to me

When you get to my level

We’ll be on the same plane, lifting off the ground for takeoff