He pours his voice like taffy.
Creamy folds undulate, smooth to silk in her
hungry ears. But when he pulls his words, stretches
the truth out of shape she, generously buttered, finds there is
nothing she can hold on to. Communication – hardened
and brittle –
shatters in the stillness; she is left with only her bitter
memories of how easily those empty calories
used to go down.