Plum
Whose teeth marks
Are they?
Yours?
Oh, bruise
How did you become
A brave plum
In that dark silky skin
Is the eye, beneath
the surface
Of a dark secret sunset
Over a purple sea
Plum
You are
The taste of the earth
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