November 15, 2015 · 7:46 pm
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Don’t Write  a Poem When You’re Hungry

My mind is a pomegranate:

Juicy, seedy,

And it leaves stains on whatever it touches.

You don’t know how it opens

And it takes hours to process

And doesn’t fill you up.

Luckily my heart is some type of meat,

Probably liver.

Mmmm… Liver.

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  1. Tiegan's avatar Tiegan
    November 15, 2015 at 8:03 pm

    Wonderful poem. It’s interesting that your food of choice isn’t what’s commonly found in a fruit bowl.

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