Everlast This, Lollipop

It refuses to go away. Every day i chip at it, little by little, and every day it refuses to disinegrate. The sweet smell and the tasty treat of this little thing brightens my day every day. Every time i open my refrigerator, the pungent odor of crystalized sugar stares me in the face, and i am tempted to lick. Lick. Lick. Slowly, it gets smaller. However, it doesn't really.








it's my lollipop.





say what?
it's only half gone.
it's alive.

It's going to eat me before I eat it.