The Candy Bar
by clippedtrust
· 14/11/2025
Published 14/11/2025 14:00
That dark aisle.
It's still there, that bar.
Cool foil against my thigh.
A quick, silent scar.
My heart, a drum.
Just a dollar's worth.
Sweetness in my gut,
cheap, stolen mirth.
No one saw.
But I remember the wrapper's press.