Conducted by marshmallows,

the soft yet frozen,

white, once squishy-

composed a symphony.

Cadence-

in harmonic progression.

The Savory dark chocolate chunks,

cherish the bittersweet-

tried for disposition.

Walnuts adagio-

once they meet in the smooth

creamy chocolate ice cream.

Colliding,

delightful ingredients.

Comforting then not.

It’s a pillow of feathers- 

overpowering percentiles of flavors.

Prestissimo then to an uncomprehending halt.

Everything is silent.

It is all in my head.

There is no buzz.

Just a muse so mellow.

A melody-

with vulnerable keys.

The motif is a canon-

but there is a composure.

There is a chorus,

delectable-

savory.

It gives an accent.

Invigorating creativity.

Determined with possibility.

Sweet, delicate, and pure.

Smooth-

crashing waves

over and over.

Drowning-

Softly.

They render inviting harmonies-

Reminiscing the luscious chorus of Rocky Road.

Confusion married my mind.

Discomfited shattered my soul.

Tattered like paper-

heart obsessed.

On a broken vinyl-

the record spins.

Painted in obsessive colors-

seen merely as a mess.

Visited often-

heartache hall of fame.

Broken lyrics-

the voices don't notice there is a loss.

When there is no more truth-

solitary is terminated.

Conducted by marshmallows

the soft yet frozen feelings,

and profound melting memories.

My life-

a war.