poem for candy darling by Paula Hayes

candy

eye to eye

or sweet on 

and off

like a 

sour patch 

bursting in your mouth 

or a 

dandelion 

my lover

blows 

just like his lips were the  

wind 

i was a warhol superstar

once 

andy loved his girls thick

back then 

like me

riding shotgun

next to no one

and everyone 

i will keep flicking 

the cigarette 

push it out a little more 

onto the street 

and the silver ashes

mingle with the red burning glow

while andy keeps

the movie reel 

turning 

till my last light 

goes out 

Paula Hayes is a poet hanging out in Memphis, the same town where the ghost of Elvis roams in the jungle room. Since music imbibes her soul and the blues are sometimes her muse, it seems a natural fit.