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Overdue poetry: Fresh produce

I’m dreadfully behind despite the fact that I’ve been working like crazy for weeks. How is that possible? Some factor in this equation remains hidden to me at present. If you have any insight or suggestions, please share!

In the meantime, dear reader, please accept this summertime trifle as a token of my appreciation.

Fresh produce

the cantaloupe of desire
sits ripe and round
on the counter, its curved
fishnet skin giving off
aromatic hints of creamy
flesh within