Almonds
what in a nut makes it so attractive
to crush the velvet green under the shade of the tree
a stone in hand I go for it and produce the taste of milk
and run for the apricots on the next tree
the jujubes will wait as they are not ready
for the pilferage of a good child
sated I lay on the dunes and start digging the tunnel of my future
going nowhere but the abundance of china as I remove the tags
from the porcelain in my life
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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