Vents Hidden in Verse

artificial sweetener

A/N: haha. i love poetry venting. i used to write sappy poems about this dude and now here i am, with a somewhat different idea in mind. hey, if you're ever reading this in the future... hope you've found your place, hon.

written October 24th, 2020 at 10:00 a.m.

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i had poured the entire contents out
into my pure, jasmine tea
before i realized how bad it was for me.

i swirled the particles around,
dissolving them into the tea,
fusing it into me.

you were an artificial sweetener
that was a little less than splendid.

i touched my spoon to my tongue.
the taste was sweet,
but it was ultimately worse
for me and my health.

however. this is not a chemical change.
at the end of the day,
this cup is just sugar and tea.

the flavors were altered,
but no new properties were formed.
the sweetness from the sugars
affected my whole cup.
extraction may take a minute,
but it is not impossible.

still, there will always be a part of me
that will stay affected by your ways.
a part of me will always be impure.

that part of me will stick
to the other sweetened parts of me,
the other impacted droplets of my being
caused by others.

love, the majority of me
will always find a way
to revert back to my true state.