Cotton candy clothing pins
Silky red draped on your shoulder
Chocolate hurt that doesn’t leave
Proud bold gold that never wins

I live in my fantasy
And you can live in yours
Filled with sirens and armies
Docking out to shore

The candyland that I live in
Isn’t what you think
Sugar is fake
It takes different shapes

When you try to blink

I love your world and all your things

There I know what to think

Red is bad and that is that
But here you slide down the
Sticky
Sugar
S  i  n  k.