a poem I wrote on valentine's day

Spoiler alert; it has nothing to do with valentine's day. I was really hungry and wanted to eat a grapefruit, and in the process I had reached nirvana and was complelled to write about it:

I eat a grapefruit in silence.                     

Each pore in it's skin bursts

with bitter spray and coats

my fingers in a sticky gley.

I feel the soft velvet of it's skin and 

shatter it with my thumbs;

it's pure white being stained with its insides

A new pink.

The bright red pulp glistens from the exposed bulb here,

I was lucky and split it in between 

its bitter walls.

I sink my teeth into it.

I wonder why I struggled.

The daunting spine which once never budged; 

sentenced to it's bitterness,

Now comes off in one smooth pull.

The juices spill down my chin.

I eat and eat and my lips stinging 

with each new sip of the plump pulp.

I can feel it in my throat. 

The raspberries I ate once on a mountain side

My plastic bag blowing in the wind.

Half empty. I can feel it in my throat.

But I won't spill my guts like I did before.

Three separate slices sit before

a carcass of what once was;

fluffy peels, and scales

which formed on my hands as well.

I relish in the fun of life.

hope u found it at least mildly enjoyable!