Sidonglobophobia written by Rania M M Watts at



written by: Rania M M Watts



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
for the suffering
of many…

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