Banish The Strawberry!
©April 4th, 2014
By Vijaya Sundaram
My strawberry is bright red*, she said.
Red is my strawberry, bright at night
Strawberry is the color of things that are bright
But redness is about blood.
Blood is about life and death.
Is it not?
So, is my strawberry about life and death?
Here, before me, sits the strawberry.
Red as death oozing away from life.
Twitching, lifeless, it sits,
Pulp to pulp,
Juices to juices.
Crushed to dust.
When bright red occurs,
Beware!
Life is ready to flee.
Strawberries are harbingers
Heralds,
Forerunners,
Bringers of death.
Beware the strawberry!
Be not beguiled by its rich
Juicy, pulpy, prickly,
Spotted, green-topped self.
Its true nature lurks,
A serpent in the Garden
Of Eating.
Repeating silkily and pokily.
I am life, life, life,
And, all the while, plotting
Your death, death, death.
YES!
Banish that strawberry.
It means no good.
* KF!