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seeds, mostly

i don’t know how 
to tell you this but 
I have never eaten 

a pomegranate 
perhaps because 
they remind me 

of hearts 
I don’t want to 
eat a heart 

to have my hands 
stained with tasty 
heart juice 

though you could 
probably talk me 
into anything 

for instance you 
convinced me to be 
scattered petals
with you 
so here we are 
dirty with dirt 

waiting for the 
deer to come and 
nibble on us anyway day_2.html