Plastic

amethyste

On the list of memories;
All kept as files on my head;
Today the drawer opened
And I got reminded of you;
And …Of course
…I got reminded of that taste …
In my mouth,
…When I tried to taste you. .
I got reminded of How it turned out,
You were oranges and apricots,
But of course made of plastic;
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  • sorenbarrett

    Wax and plastic fruit was never on my menu. I loved this poem and how it builds romantic expectations and then ends in disappointment. Salivating for fruit that turns out to be plastic is a was of time.



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