black cherries
of sweet juicy tameness
dangle amongst
the red wild cherries
in hopes of not being
noticed in the mix
but its luscious tender skin
weeps
into a mushy tears
while the wild cherry
giggles
over the black cherry's
fear
they are celled
into a caged fruit pie
as the wild cherry
escapes from his demise
into a dumpster hideaway
filled with black cherry want-a-be's
the simple destruction of the wildly evil
came with no grief
not comparing to the soft exterior of goodness
who has a five mile funeral procession
A contest entry
- Le Jardin Fruitier by ea.
500 points, ended September 10, 2007, 8 entries
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