Was it potatoes or tomatoes they called love apples, I can’t remember?

pernicious persimmon
oh we are all so sadforyou
seedfilled and bloating in your
                                     shiny fatskin-firmflesh

cowering, glowering in the seedbeds and
sniping with the seeedliings
you skulk-sulk
and turn my stomach with your fleshy ripeness.

sooner or later a toad will  s u c k
the jooce from you
and all that shall remain will be your  shiny  red  skin
shrivelled and crisping in the sun  .ha. .ha.

poor persimmon, all alone in the gar-den
pop you in the compost bin               with the worms~and~woodlice
you will be   sufficiently   miserable there

you will like it.

 

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~ by Beeskiffle on April 13, 2008.

9 Responses to “Was it potatoes or tomatoes they called love apples, I can’t remember?”

  1. amazing voice,

  2. tomatoes.

    I wish I could say more… but you know anyway, so I’ll just *smile* at you.

    xx

  3. Now this was a pleasure to read, and with two readings the imagery was enchanting. And as Paul said, truly, amazing voice!

  4. Staggeringly good, you just keep upping the ante.

  5. persimmons will turn your mouth inside out

  6. be careful

  7. Hindsight is a funny thing Rick.

  8. poor persimmon. the compost seems disgusting, but you will turn into something better. with the help of worms.

  9. that anything should be called a “Love Apple” is a wonderful thought.

    You’ve made a tomato into a figure of pathos, what a feat, pulled of with great panasche and originality.

    hello, beeskiffle.

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