Fruits of you

Dessert or desert,
our last supper.

Sampled fruit

from your woven orchard.

Mango’s amber slither,

like your tongue,

sweet and sticky.

You're a natural liar.

Pineapple fibrous yellow,

like your mind,

small black pieces.

Your insincerity 'rings'.

Black cherry’s gloss,

like your body,

rock hard inside.

You're stony ground.

Orange’s juicy flow,

like your promises,

full of pips.

I'll spit you out.

Unripe banana green,

like your life,

layers peel apart.

Why don't you grow up.

Brown apple fallen,

like your love,

rotten core inside.

I don't want you.

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