"Fruit" by me

You crack it open and it splatters red.

You take it out, piece by piece.

You couldn't stop because there were many.

You have fun sucking it dry

then spitting it out.

It was obedient.

It snapped every time you wanted it to.

But you grew tired of

sucking and spitting and sucking and spitting

so you bite it whole.

Munching on the seeds,

making a little more mess.

The taste wasn't repulsive like you assumed.

No it wasn't bad at all, it was sweet.

It was loud, demanding, different; but sweet.

You pick apart what remains.

You throw away the rest.

The taste clings on to you.

Your head is pounding.

Do you wait until it stops

or do you eat another one?