marshmallow raze so many times i've stared at a small absorbent ball of cotton and imagined setting it aflame, pale and impaled on an unwound wire hanger, if_only to know the bitterness of a thing mistaken for one of its sweeter siblings and made to endure the indignity of being burned by an upright animal that can't tell gelatin and corn syrup from gossypium. 260721 what's it to you? who go blather from