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
Copyright © Rose Bush | Year Posted 2022
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