We eat the top of your wedding cake,
Stale sugar pieces cracking our teeth,
Promising each mouthful
To be the last,
Buttercream drooling from
Pregnant with cream,
Pink pearls to be kissed.
Plump lips wait,
Shivering from loneliness.
We listen to the screaming downstairs
The plastic bride and groom
Sucked clean of sweetness.Read more "POETRY: NATALIE CRICK – WEDDING CAKE"