Water Melon

watermelon

On rafts we paddle
To a rift in the time axis
While the tendrils of a watermelon creeper
Carries a perfectly ripened pink medulla
Inside a mammoth green orb

A Reminder to the onlooker
That the fame fruit is heavier
On the enfeebled shoulder
Than Atlas’s globe

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