Devices 21

Devices 21

A Poem by John
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The head to toe and concentric
Banana bowl looks eccentric,
Yet functions as a kind of dish
As long as the fruit remains fresh;
But once the yellows turn to brown
And skin and flesh relinquish form,
And slowly lose support until
The point is reached when fruits will spill
There is little contemplation
Of the human situation.

Post Shakespearean poetry
Repudiates humanity.
Gone is the tenderness and wrath.
What is a future psychopath?

© 2019 John


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