Blackberry Ink

Blackberry ink explodes in my mouth That bitter flavour I’ve grown to tolerate Keep eating, continue devouring Again and again…why do I do this to myself? Juice so dark, so rich, so deep Favoured in writing messages of adoration Never received, but the intent was present Never bitten, but the fruit was pleasant Linger on the taste of these berries of night Sour, unbearable, foul Such disgust could only have meanings of hatred Such eagerness to dine solely implies feelings of love The insects that feed on lies consumed them both As a child would a hot fudge sundae Eventually all I was left with were broken hopes of discovering a piece in the puzzle of identity A desire to keep eating, until like the blackberries, I too explode And that bitter flavour I’ve grown to tolerate The sour, unbearable, foul Blackberry ink Date written: 08/08/2022 Contest title: Your Thoughts On Blackberries Poetry Contest Name of sponsor: Matt Caliri