Lemons
squeeze reality into tiny sour drops
Cherry pops on clouds turn
red with envy
Apple blossoms fly through branches down
Which
requires acrobatic accuracy astounding
Explosions are the
foundation of reality
If they don’t wake you up than nothing
will
Oranges fall from trees when shaken up
Bananas cost
too much and come in bunches
Never trust them or their color to
be ripe
When cherry bombs go pop, clouds disappear
Tranquility
is another word for love dispersed
Ask tangerines for their
opinions
Lemons wake us up to squinty faces
Gentle to the
touch they grow on trees
Left alone they come in yellow squeezed