Title: Gnom Gnom


Consume the world
In a fleshy fruit!
Savor its flavor
Devour the brute

We fight for what we eat 
Even though there’s not enough meat
The pesticides, the herbicides, 
the fallen leaves
It’s a field of grass
A field of dreams


We mow it, we clean it
We cut the trees
Shape them
and scrape them
Each of them 
Building like bees


I am a part of this world
The world covered in twigs
Lying on the ground 
actively trying to root


No thats not the case

I've finally understood

that I’m just a slice
Of this enduring drupe



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