Sugar Baby

Sugar Baby

A Poem by Crowley

 “Come on, try me.”

     She looked up from her phone, rolled her never ending eyes, and sighed a metric ton.


     Only mouths are we. Who sings the distant heart which safely exists in the center of all things?


     “Dylan?”


     “You’re an idiot. You are never going to pass this class.”


     “One more, one more please? I will let you have the rest of my Sugar Babieees.”


     She grabbed the rest of the Sugar Babies, shook some into her mouth.


     Not in a box, not with a fox.


     “Uhhhh…Whiiiitman?”


     She took the Sugar Babies, flipped me the bird and flew down the stairs to the living room.


     I leaned back and stared out the window, glowing in the knowledge that she was my friend.  Best friend even. As long as there was a never-ending supply of Sugar Babies.

© 2021 Crowley


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An endearing poem… remembering the 50’s when a sweet tooth was fashionable like a Kiss of sharing. truly, Pat p.s. still craving Sugar Babies… January 2022…
Happy New Year 🎈 lots of Snowflakes

Posted 3 Years Ago


Hahaha never ending supply of sugar babies and flips you the bird. Gave me a good laugh!!

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

Thanks Girl!!!
Poetic Beauty

3 Years Ago

You are more than welcome you dear friend.
Glad to see you have decided to post here. I’ve .. read more
Does sugar babies haha. I could see the whole scene happening as I read it all, that’s when you know you’re reading a good thing and as always keep writing fellow writer.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

Thanks Kelvin!
kelvin

3 Years Ago

You’re very welcome and as always keep writing fellow writer
That was cute and had me absolutely smiling at the ending, and also agreeing with you in its finality. Excellent work thank you for sharing your art.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

Thank you sir!!
or Wet Willie, gotta put on my travelen' shoes...

Nice music reference...Neville.

I find more insight between the lines of Dr. Seuss than in ten Dylan or Paul Simon songs...
Okay no...but this poem is delightful and creative.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

Heyyyy Jacob!!! I agree with you wholeheartedly. thanks for the read, great to see you!!!


Sweet .. and I ait talkin Ballroom Blitz or Little Willie ...

Posted 3 Years Ago


Crowley

3 Years Ago

lol...right!
Good to see you my good man. Hope you are well!!
Neville

3 Years Ago


.. Likewise sir .. and I am fine, thank you :)

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Crowley
Crowley

Phoenix, AZ



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