Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Tart (poem)

Tart


Supermoon mystique
Colluding and colliding
It’s said
You’re not really hungry
Unless an apple sounds good
So I grasp within my orbit
Yank hard
And take a sour bite
Chewing the juice
Until my jowls spasm


©Expressions by Christine 12.20.16

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