I'll Not Deny in Sucrose Blinds

Did I coat each vocal in caramelised characters,
rotting the teeth through you?

Did my shovelling each prose of daily demons,
prove light labour to you?

Maybe morbid monsters should presently perk,
does that please perculiarly to you?

Maybe nail nostalgia in display for all attending,
does it appeal apathetically to you?

Perhaps a sordid story, oft grim and sometimes gory,
would such raport rate well with you?

Perhaps a reminded rue, to haste and ransomed hue,
would rare denotes deem fair with you?

But sweetness not this sucrosed painting,
and fairness failed your annotations.

But I'll dispel the random redes noting,
and noxiously naming your gloating.