i am walking down the street

wondering how green grapes

are so much better than purple grapes

but, at the same time, how can red wine

be so much superiour to white wine

when i look down and there is a

single plastic red grape lying

in the middle of the sidewalk

fallen from a fake fruit set

and i remember that there was

a fresh bunch of blueberries in

the bottom of the fridge and

i hate myself for forgetting to eat them

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

hosted by DiaryLand.com