used to be wild
as nothing
heavy,
fingers fanning air
never reaching
for that one
thing..
with so many
boughs sagging
from the weight of
their own
juice,
my eye-bulbs drip
like a sad
sun,
longing
to..
squeeze those cheeks
’til they blush in
full bloom.
Grumpy Gorman
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