Fruits Of A Blighted Tree

The leaves gone gray and yellow,
the fruit hangs heavy in bloated boughs
like clusters of boils on the skin of the Earth
waiting to burst –
is this all we’ve left to eat?
Some black and stony enough
to shatter your teeth,
others pink and sick and sweet,
so sweet,
the meat hits the tongue and
acid swells the throat,
the body convulses to protect itself.
Is this the orchard we planned to grow?

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