Black strawberries

I will go insane dealing with two-faced people

say 'aah'

rotten

mouldy

black

strawberries

feed me 

but don't me with black strawberries

your chocolate coated body of deceiving motives 

plastic for organs

paint for beauty

believable only to the eyes of the distant

take a step closer 

have a stroll in this field of black strawberries

take a small bite

sink your teeth in

flavours like needles

be careful with your tongue

have a stroll in this field of black strawberries

linger around

take your time

take a whiff 

and your senses will tingle

but

they don't tingle in desperation for an even closer look

they don't tingle for intimacy

but the exact opposite

they tingle to warn you 

pick up your pace 

this field of black strawberries is like a maze

I'd rather be fed with dust

than to be fed with black strawberries

Author's Note

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Reviews

[p.kuhl]

I like this a lot, but a critique if I may. Because the title is so iconic and strong, I suggest not using it in the poem but instead replace it with families of the rotting fruit or maybe descriptive comparisons. There is a lot of room for growth there I think. Solid poem, thanks for sharing!

[p.kuhl]

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[Lianne]

Hi, thank you! I'll keep that in mind!