The Excess Denied their Efficacy by Jonny Olsen
Anxious hands turn the dial clockwise for the tantalizing taste bud fixation.
Oh! Such a surprising generous dispense. Oops, a few may drop, but no bother, just continue on.
With candy filled chromatic hands, stand there and watch as the colors melt in and stain, changing flesh tones. Flick out that voracious tongue. The salivation fuels the urge. Lick those lips because the time to gormandize has come. Incandescent eyes flare up with fancy. There is plenty more where that came from. You can have more anytime you want. No one pays around here.
Whistle out a mellifluous melody. Hum a little tune. The candyman can because he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good. Feel the anticipation of the upcoming hyper energy thrust. Pick the appealing color. Select the luscious flavor. Let the acquired taste fixation take over, fulfilling the sweet sensation.
Levitate up and away in a perpetual twist with a splashing fruit mist that sprinkles and massages your face. Float around and gyrate freely. Dispense the immense bliss by giving a sweet succulent kiss. Muah!
A soothing breeze caresses and wraps around and holds tight. It tickles your nose making you sneeze out a pungent rainbow blast. Bubbling bundle bursts of laughter empowered with surrounding melodious omnipotence. Swim through the solar spectrum and fly through cosmic sparkling wonders. Watch your body contort and stretch out, meshing with swirling rainbows. Round and round you flow as the whirlpools glow then suck you in.
Plunge back down the portal tube. Slide through flashing then fading light
Drop back down on two then elude. The excess lies scattered about
smashed up and lonesome, denied their efficacy. Left faded with only with a grungy coat of dirt. Here come the yellow bristles, swoosh! Sweeping them away.