carnival carrion

mellow, swallow. sticky pink cotton candy stuck to your fingers I grab them and lick puffy sugar melting as it hits my tongue too sweet flavor makes my teeth ache. where's the metallic taste of blood I've become so accustomed to. I try to look back at your face but already it is swimming in a sea of festive colors. the confection flavor in my mouth suddenly makes me feel ill, and my head spins with the lights of the fair. sicksicksick. why am I doing this to myself.