Really Lousy Pomegranate Poem

[mythomanic]

Really Lousy Pomegranate Poem (ok working title someone suggest a better one)

Appleseeds swallowed sprout from our hair, benign, and become
green. Watermelon seeds, fat as black ants, are spit or shat
fecund and round, that life-cycle, wiping the sticky juice
off our daughters' cheeks and repeating. But the French
for pomegranate is grenade.

Comments

Ron.

[anonymous]

We grow again,to continue the unending cycle of Life and death till the end of time ? Or NEVER??? Luv! R