Wednesday, May 6, 2009

St George's Day Feast

Snap me off at the stem end
where I emerge firm and ruddy
soft tip running to
muscular hinge as I leave the earth.

Envelop me in warmth and moisture.

Roll me in your mouth:
nibble, chew, and bite
from your fingers -
finish by wiping my remains
from your chin.

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