To you whom I've hurt
not meaning to
I offer this plum this drupe
no shell but a thin skin purpled
I tender to your mouth the muscle
the sweet sympathetic scar-tissue
surrounding the stone the seed
which wants to be buried
Submitted by Southerndeb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
IT IS A NONSENSE POEM DEVOID OF ANY FEELINGS, THOUGHTS FCK U