a barely-licked lollypop
is resting on the living room carpet
amidst rubbery foot steps
of a semi-naked college student
floating through the viscous air
without the help of his glasses

sultans of swing on low volume
tip toe in his shadows
caressing his numb torso
with a feather or a knife.
he periodically stops to meditate
over sudden sensations of loneliness

weeks steadily pass.
the movie based on the story
of the lollypop rewinds
as the melting sugary droplets
drip onto the canvas
of a resolved romance