Pineapple

May 1, 2008
By Christopher Davis, Wayne, PA

I Cut
Its defense penetrated
I stare answering my desire

I hover
Like a flock of vultures
Prepared to tear and rip
The golden sides

I devour savoring each bit as if
It where my last
The sweet juice flows
In my mouth quenching my throat

Oh! Sweet succulent Pineapple!


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