Organic

blackberries blueberries

ripe and sweet

huddle together uneaten

in your fine pottery bowl

 

they fear your bite

 

you cannot believe

in a natural god or

in no god at all and

still curse christ when

the smallest things go wrong

 

cast the bounty of

uneaten fruit

in the compost heap

while you pretend to

tend the earth

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