Saturday, November 16, 2013

AFTER THE FRUIT IS GONE



This morning entering the kitchen
Tiny fruit flies swarming over
Two ripening bananas on the counter
Who’s sweet aroma begged me
To slice one for my cereal

Slowly eating my breakfast
The flies re-assembled
 On the one remaining fruit
Leaving me to wonder where
Will they go after
I eat the last banana?


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