Orange Peel
My heart is fleshy and soft inside like an orange.Beating with the morning and acidic in the night.
My heart, you peel it slowly as the spray hits you with every rip.
Fill in the gaps
You dig your nails into my heart almost as deep as into my back.
It's marked with little red crescents like a Californian sunset behind blushing clouds.
Fill in the gaps
You and I are an orange ripped in half begging to fall in place like puzzle pieces.
Like mountain ranges on orange peel.
Fill in the gaps
Invert me and let every peak meet every crevice.
Seal the nothingness between us and make it full and dark and beautiful again.
Fill in the gaps
And let us rot together until we're swallowed whole.
Poetry by Jack R. Schade
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Written on 2010-05-21 at 08:58
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