i wrote this poem in the spring of 2006. i took the most of it down when it got picked up for publication in the online a'pos'tro'phe, which has been erased from existence. so, here's the full act of being fruit. enjoy.
a slight cherry condition
looming over the mango prophecy
the apple storm surging
starving the grape wrath
my cranberry vision
interrupted by a peach
the weather on this island
insufferable fruit bearing trees
never before a coconut
nor a lemon had fallen
now my pomegranate soaked lips
search through the woods
for the act of being a fruit
has only temporary value.
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