inside the red flesh resides a black pit

 

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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