Grapefruit
Posted on Feb 9th, 2009
by
Ron
After the salmon pulp I squeezed
The sunlight from the two halves.
I remember this now as I recalled
Something then, coloring outside
The lines of separation, digging
To get as much out as I could.
In the earlier light that almost
Chartreuse ball hid the possibility
Of a one made two, of the next thing
I would encounter after breaking
Apart the whole thing. Who could
Have known what sweetness there
Might be, there between the color?
The sunlight from the two halves.
I remember this now as I recalled
Something then, coloring outside
The lines of separation, digging
To get as much out as I could.
In the earlier light that almost
Chartreuse ball hid the possibility
Of a one made two, of the next thing
I would encounter after breaking
Apart the whole thing. Who could
Have known what sweetness there
Might be, there between the color?

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