Friday, January 10, 2014

Still going...

1.10 Radish Song

This shrunken radish heart
root vegetable with top chewed
by the local rodentia 
their ilk unasked and unasking
withers from bulbous delicacy
to useless, bitter tuber 
without a fence high enough
to ward off the tallest of them
each hunger leaves more 
destruction until this bumper crop
dwindles to maybe enough
for a single salad 
on a rainy afternoon
in January.



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