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John Destalo
Poems
Jan 2020
Tuesday’s Peach
and I taste
the new fruit
plump and ripe
just begging
to be bit
I place the
whole thing
in my mouth
I linger on
the sweet
taste
of the flesh
between my
sharpest teeth
letting the
juices
drip
down my
cheeks
til my
shirt is
soaking
wet
til there
is nothing
left but
the pit
I spit
it out
and walk
away
satisfied
Written by
John Destalo
55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)
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