Blood Orange

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The sun
a blood orange,
perfectly spherical,
blazing between the trees,
like Mrs Morgans insane son
watching from the barred cellar window
as we played whiffle ball,
sets the maggots of my memory
squirming in my brain,
and yet,
the perfection,
the unspeakable perfection
of the moment.

Preta
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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
THE SPHERICAL SUN

the juice for our existence, TK U MLJ LV NV

MyNecroticSnailMyNecroticSnailover 17 years ago
Yes

the unspeakable perfection

GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureover 17 years ago
A new discovery!

Wondeful! I will wait for more of your unusual style. I very much enjoyed the three you have here already,

Tess

annaswirlsannaswirlsover 17 years ago
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oh yeah oh yeah you take me there :)

WickedEveWickedEveover 17 years ago
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What an odd poem. Must be why I like it. :)

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