Hershey.

The sweetness diffuses through my mouth,
sending each bud it touches into ravenous overdrive.
My brain gratefully registers this welcome distraction,
and I take another square as my heart sparks to life.
Sure, this world is still turning.
Sure, we’re all still such fools,
How we snap at each other and flinch from what’s new.
But that’s another bar of problems.
In this moment, all’s true.