...they say we die four deaths: first with the end of our own life, second with the memories of those who knew us, third with tales forgotten by people we never knew, and finally as our mark on the world crumbles to dust...
trinkets sing on the desert wind behind here
where ghosts have laid their final claims to rest
of who they were and what they thought they'd stayed for
has crumbled in their last dusty caress
they were blind
...if you're specifically talking about modern malic-acid flavors, that technology wasn't developed until the mid-seventies in east asia and wasn't imported stateside until the early nineties, but it was an immediate hit and quickly swept through the domestic sour-candy market, with most brands offering 'extreme' variants of their existing products...
...i can't recall any time when sour candy wasn't a major product sector and a quick perusal of candy history essays shows it dating back nearly as long as manufactured candy has been a thing, with a history of sour preserved confections before that...
take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home, a little place of their own
the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings
they could appear to themselves everyday on closed-circuit TV to make sure they're still real
it's the only connection they feel
...i remember pretenders; less articulation than even action masters...
...one could fairly argue that they originally jumped the shark when hasbro took design in-house but at least headmasters transformed...