Seeping slowly,

Crunched quickly,

Melting stickily,

Or swallowed whole.

Any way that you decide

Is fine with me.

Savor me

Or Favor yourself

With the pleasure

Of a quick nip.

You have all my

Brethren anyway

In that bag that

Soon seems much

Too small after

All of us are gone.

Secretly you hide

Me in your desk and

Lie about being on

That diet

But it’s impossible

To give me and my

Sweet taste up.

Tiny piece of

Deliciousness

Makes you

Addicted and

Needing, craving

More you reach inside

Your desk

Inside your purse

Inside my bag

And latch onto me.

Chomp.  You quickly swallow

Me when no one’s

Watching.  Yum.