.
Rising sun. Yellow and Orange hues caressing horizon.
Morning dew dejected, suppressive yet livened.
Droplets get siphoned, each leaf drinking excitement.
Broken soil, stems sprouting up; ethereally heightened.
The greenest sea, vegetation basking in rays.
Morning warmth gradually masking the shade.
Low heat will soon swelter away.
Soil tilled by youths where shelter is the currency paid.
Young hands calloused over. Children at play.
Bubbles burst, only they're blisters coarsely made.
Blue collard, Yellow buses and pencils replaced with...
Working Enslavement
Two Twelve hour shifts, congruent, adjacent.
Leafs tended and cared for with pure effervescence.
I'm mature now, fully ripened. Goodbye adolescence.
…
Chemical bubble bath, acidity washing me clean.
Lemons and Limes stripping my leafs compassionately.
Draped across parchment, the kennel is sealed.
Heat distills water, a flaky powders revealed.
Pure. Whiter than any snow god can create.
Compressed in a ball. Shipped off in a crate.
Engine roars. Propellers twirling away.
A nauseous pilot is overly cautious today.
If he losses me; his family will solemnly pay.
Destination. Pacific Ocean.
Watered down for profiteers sake.
…
I'm home now, a Yankee in the Land of the Free.
A global commodity, but here, a much stronger affinity.
Your loves unconditional, you even bathe me with solvents.
Making me crystal-like, I'm beautifully hardened.
Or how you warm me with flame, giving me soda to taste.
Just as we bond, making a gelatin paste.
You tickle me. Poke my nectar with haste.
Injecting our love in your arm that is taped.
Or maybe you love me just as I come.
Strippers too. And I'm good, your nose shouldn't run.
…
From a Jungle covered by my family tree.
To this Wasteland selling my being.
On the asphalted ghetto corners.
I'm devoured...
Casually
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