Poems · poetry

“Honey Roasted”

“Honey Roasted” ©C.P.Hickey 2019

“Honey Roasted”

Honey roasted peanuts jiggle in jars,

Until tipped over into palms.

Jibbily crunchies coughed up over, all over again.

Honey gortex fingertips,

Tasty licked clean.

Until the lid goes back on.

Magical consumption.

Sweet hankering, hunkered down.

Honey roasted?

Who’da thunk?

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