Derp De Drupe

I want a heart of fruit stones

White peach torso

Speckled pluot hips

Plum shoulders swinging cherry string'd limbs

Stones stones stones

Free at the elbows, ankles, wrist

Cling at the knees, neck, chest

Little saturn donut peach to cover my eyes

And a few not stone fruit things;

Gotgam between a horangi's lips

Blackberry bloodied palm and half digits

Behind my eyes

A cracked open cranberry and

Absolute zero

Endless multiplications of imaginary numbers by

Absolute zero

Or

At least

Apparently

So I'm told

Apparently

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