Sweet and Sour.

raspberries

Under a sweeter sun these berries ripened

that now lie bruised, inert in the dish

to eat them is the process of forgetting;

into the avarice of disatisfaction

they bleed their red juice

onto the sour tongue.

Inured, love obscured.

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