Would you spit the pit of a watermelon
to let it sprout
or swallow it whole
and hope
that from the inside
it will grow?
Such a sweet day-delight
or served on air of those endless nights
utterly grateful
for this red flesh
that is melting like snow
Red red flesh
with its black numerous hearts
and its carrier(s)
that brings joy
and delicious laughter
inside
of a Home
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