Marshmallow Unbound

The truth is, she claimed,
those soft cubes of squishiness
freed of their plastic sack
and readied for the stick,
8 corners set to relinquish
their points, cannot hold up,
bonfire or no,
cannot compete
off the Stop & Shop shelves
with the true spirit of spun
corn syrup and gelatin:
thick delights of sugar
in its richest iteration,
dense slide of glistening elasticity
pulled off the spoon
whipped to a frothy
coating of the bowl
smeared into the pan
and smoothed down to set,
awaiting a sprinkling
of cornstarch confection,
a dusting of the hand's own touch.