There was a time I thought
Every smile was friendly,
That all candy was sweet.
My life changed when I was walking
In the mall and met a stranger
With a smile like pieces of peppermint candy.
She lured me away from my friends
With promises of sugary rewards
For proper behavior. It was a lie.
Her candy smelled of spoiled fish
And tasted of sour milk.
After she had wet herself around me,
She passed me on to others–some women,
Some men; all adults and eager to suck
Juice from me until I was stiff from the pain.
I aged a thousand years over the months;
My body shriveled up like a slug dipped in salt.
A. J. Hayes
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