God of Chocolate, God of War
Sara Burge
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During World War II, the army consumed mass quantities of the Mars company’s new M&M candies, as the chocolate shells could withstand any climate.
Even the walking dead need sweets,
candy their meat
with peanuts in caramel like maggots
in amber. Harden them quick,
make them wicks that will light
when deprived
of softness, silence, chocolate
kisses for skinned and missing knees,
then hand over sugar, hand over home,
lay hope on hopeless tongues.
Lifelong users,
the dead-to-be are hungry.
