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sidonglobophobia

written by: Rania M M Watts

@CCInkQuills

 

i don't know if it's the texture
of cotton candy that frightens
me -- i seem to forget all about
it the second this fibreglass-esque
sweet melts on my slightly
parched tongue -- which releases
a flavour of utter blueberry bliss
-- while it disintegrates in seconds

into little sugar crystals
as it's pressed
to the roof
of my mouth

the non edible counterpart
to this brilliant carnival fair
would encourage a myriad
to conceal themselves
in the darkest
of oubliettes

i've heard of individuals
who live in fear of cotton
balls -- one in particular
mentioned to me that her body
would react to these puffs
in a similar manner
-- as one who scatters
at the prospect of sharp
pointy nails on a freshly
washed chalk board
-- an auditory experience
which could radiate
many a body

phobias have the potential
inside of themselves
to shut anyone down
-- if strength of self
is not pursued
that will most certainly
result in the proverbial
acme anvil right
to the brain

even an innocuous
irregularly shaped sphere
responsible
for the suffering
of many...

Rania M M Watts

Rania M M Watts

My name is Rania M M Watts, I am a stay-at-home mom of 4 whimsical children & wife of one brilliant & athletically inclined husband. (Oh, and, I take Pizza orders over the phone to help make ends meet) I'm looking to finally pursue my dream of being a working poet. I was born in Beirut, Lebanon to Palestinian parents in 1974. With the outbreak of the Lebanese Civil War in 1975, my family emigrated to Canada when I was 2 years of age -- for a peaceful life that didn't involve bombs or explosions.

I dabble in myriad of Art mediums, however am most at home with a: pen, crayon, eyeliner, quill and any type of parchment. Always deemed a freak of nature because of my outlooks and perceptions, I've allowed my imagination to dominate my core since the age of 13 when I told my Grade 8 teacher Mr. Natale, I wanted to flee to Europe with a typewriter and create in fields of long grass... Ever since, I've been a Master Imaginarium & Oubliette Architect, there is NOTHING I can't write about!

Cement Covered Ink Quills is my brain-child blog where I relish focusing on the premise of 'The Verity of Humanity' via various Art Mediums.
Rania M M Watts

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