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Fruit Leather
You bite that apple!
Give it a go, put on a show
There is no shame
You said shame is a sham
And clams are happy
Do they hop or skip?
Tripping along the seafloor
Playing hopscotch
Eating numbers like cookies
Chips Ahoy!
Sleeve after sleeve
One arm at a time
Your hands on my clock
Move a little too fast
But I like the whiplash
Goodbye bad reviews
Goodbye balding backlash
Don’t forget to pump your gas
You’ll need that later
It’s a surprise!
Happy little accidents
Like birthdays spent in jail
Mail with the wrong address
Bumper stickers on my bosom
Peach blossoms assaulting
And salting slugs
Digging a pit
With a single blackberry
Chairs made of cherrywood
And cedar
Dressed as a Caesar salad
With croutons on the side
At the request of Brutus
Who now makes boomerangs
And yells
“Fling!”
But he put my arm in a sling
Made of fruit leather
Do you find that
Hard to swallow?
I asked about Peter’s cottontail
And instead, I was gifted
A lucky rabbit’s foot
Dipped in grape juice
The foot was stuck in a fence
In my defense, I bargained
With the spaghetti gods
To let it run free
But it wouldn’t run to me
So I skipped away slowly
And found a pond
Made of citrus potions
I drew a huge breath in
“Aaaahhhhh…”
A loser of a lemon
A melon of a car
I swear the spokes
Never spoke to me
But my cousin’s husband
Swore his muffler
Muttered something strange
“Give that dog a bone!”
Strange because he
Didn’t have a dog
Or a cat, or a fish,
Or a parakeet
He had an iguana
Named Juno the Prince
Such regality
To that lizardman
That dino who lived
Within a miniature desert
The sand was choco dust
And the solitary rock
Was always the place to be
I preferred to live
In peach pits
Without the flesh and fuzz
You used to be fresh
And fruity-tooty
Like applejacks and
Lime jello from the pack
Someone said you’d gone sour
So I had to taste for myself
When I tried to bite into you
I turned into a termite
What would you know about that?
I told you
“You’re barking up the wrong tree.”
Of course the oak
Didn’t have the maple sauce
Or the apricot jelly
It did have a carving
The letters “F” and “U”
Carved skillfully together
I just ate that up
All of the romance
The lovey-dovey
Heart to heart
Tasted like pomegranate
Seeds stuck in my teeth
I always liked spitting
How far?
To the moon and back
I chewed up the stars
To feel the fizzle
It didn’t phase me
When I got burned
Because pineapple is better
With a char on the grill
I gave you
A housewarming plant
A crunchy cactus
Whose spines were slippery
Slick with silver
And slivers of steel
Did you want to steal me away?
Just don’t tip the cows
Unless it’s above twenty percent
And look at you go
Man, you are really milking this
Save some milkweed
For the monarchs
Charles might need it
You could run to him
The perfect pear
Food for fuel?
I guess you could try
You bite that apple!
Copyright ©
Raven Boerger
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