So Particular
   
 
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The apple was so good
red and firm
ready to be bitten
for the sweet tartness
to flow over your lips.


You turned it around
just to make sure
and found the worm
had already made its place
inside.

Who asked you to be
So particular?


First published:
www.tryst3.com/issue8/iyengar1.html

 
 

My collection of poems “Yearnings” may be ordered online, here http://serenewoods.com/book_details.php?id=419
 
 

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