Saturday, August 4, 2012

Tangerine

They say, variety is the
spice of life.
I say, its often myriad,
a fine mix of cosmopolitan
views. Like an experiment
to fetch the most savory
drug out there. As
supple as an avocado,
Bitter to ripe as a grape-fruit,
or mellow as nectarine.
It could be acrid as smoke
Or sour as a tangerine.
Its more about having a taste
To preserve the flavor,
For all its worth.
And in the mind,
Its about developing
distastes, learning to
love the percussion
of rummaging sounds guide
and bestow grace upon you.
To blend the finest of
personal poisons,
A bay-leaf, or far yonder
the green grass and
stretches of cannabis.

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