In that floaty place
between now and forever
where the mango whispers
subsonically to the avo
I know what it’s like
to be green without envy
but the avo is hard
of hearing and thick-skinned
and replies fuckoff you don’t know
you hairy beast
so the mango turns away
bruised but still sweet
to chat up the green banana
in that floaty place
is where I want to be
as a litchi
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