Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Anatomy of a Pineapple Valentine

Did you begin as a poor cactus
And learn to be this succulent
Under a threatening demeanor
Perfect such confident sweetness
In which your seeds are embedded now
Like many-breasted Artemis
I remember from textbooks
As the Greeks sculpted her
She looked like she was wearing
Necklaces of pineapples
Rows and rows of them
With which she clearly meant
To save the world
If it would let her

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