2013-04-16T16:19:59-07:00April 16th, 2013|Nature|

A reminder to worship my beets

The seeds are all planted
plotting with each other
in their silos of earth
about how this year
they will put on such a show
that I won’t pull them distractedly
or forget to revere their drive
before stuffing my mouth

we will seduce her
they whisper

planning their purple headdresses
their thick red flesh
a hit of green so unspoiled
as to remind me

worship us
we are only disguised as food
we are the champions
at the end of an odyssey.

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