Pomegranate

I crack a pomegranate every night Yesterday's juice a sad delight. Bloody red and faintly sweet Every kernel a glistening treat. My teeth stained red from yesterday Bitter kernels cling to bitter tongue. Spit the bitterness so far away Pomegranate dreams for the very young. Glistening skin is ripened red Yesterday becomes a crooked crutch. White skin, red flesh puts pain to bed Contrast in yesterday's delicate touch. Break the skin, reveal the treat Bury the seeds so very deep. Pomegranate juice so red and sweet, Regrets are there for me to keep. I crack a pomegranate every night Yesterday's juice a sad delight. And so today forever will pay For the secret sins of yesterday.