Our hard words <br />knocked over <br /> <br />the sugar lumps <br /> <br />tumbling them <br />onto the formica <br /> <br />like dice <br /> <br />as if we gambled <br />with our love <br /> <br />the spilt tea <br />seemingly <br /> <br />slowly eating <br />each lump <br /> <br />devouring our sweetness <br />like a cancer <br /> <br />dissolving our world. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I asked you again. <br /> <br /> <br />You wouldn't answer.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-sugar/
