#pineapple
I said my favorite food was
something fancy until after college.
Then I found the voice to say it was pizza.
But I never did find a way to say
Me, Myself, and I don't really agree
with life.
Instead I said.
Sure, pineapple belongs on pizza.
Aug 14, 2025
Aug 14, 2025 at 10:05 PM UTC
Sticky kiss so bittersweet
Happy lips will meet
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 3:48 PM UTC
pineapple light sparks
flowing life reflecting on
opals deviation
lunar queen goes for a rest
amber king dethrones her
May 8, 2021
May 8, 2021 at 2:31 PM UTC
Pineapple light sparks
flowing life reflecting on
opals deviation
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 1:47 PM UTC
Evening Motion Sickness
Twas for the river that I think of you.
About that agony smile.
The denim closing stars following as we walk to "Fourth time Around".
Those grey soaked fingers.
The curls of brown blanketed.
The easy clouded stride.
That soft sight peaking back like film.
The grasp in grasp.
That defying glide from the lips.
The silent dance from the waist.
So wicked.
The further air.
The fruitful chaos.
And the watery time known before decay.
Garrett Johnson.
Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 7:39 PM UTC
The gardener from thee-
a meager seed and humble need
a leaf within his reach
The spell enclosed,
apricot and peach.
Pineapple in bloom
No rose
No jessamine
Symbols of all interposed
With a flower so sweet,
like a blue eye
the gardener sighs.
"this Plant, is not mine."
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 12:22 AM UTC
Scarring yellow acid
lovely as can be—
dripping down my cheeks,
stinging my skin
and adhearing to all—
burning the tastebuds
that keep honing it in.
Yet those yellow cubes
that break apart like strings,
will forever be my most welcomed agony
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 10:14 PM UTC
It’s been told she has the heart of the Sun A bright bronze sphere
That can never turn down fun
Brazen is she towards those who stand in her way
Guided by faith, her feet never stray
No matter the currents or the strength of the Tides
She goes low when they fly high
Like Hawksbill, Green, Loggerhead and Leatherback
She attains the longevity they endure
Her voice is as sweet as the Black Pineapple
Her beauty resembles the Antiguan hibiscus
Some might even say more
For her beauty is something you can’t ignore
Whenever one door closes
She makes one more open
Always giving faith a fighting chance
Whenever the option arises
She always chooses to DANCE!
As the soca rhythm flows into her blood steam
And the bright colors of carnival collide
There outshining the others
You can find the person I call my “MOM”
My Antiguan Queen
Always representing red white black blue and gold pride
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
I just realized,
I have a painting of
A pineapple
In my room
Made by
Yours truly
I have a pineapple
Hat bought on a whim
At Walmart
Last year
I have a newly bought
Pineapple
Backpack
Because of
The sheer
Randomness
I nearly googled pineapple
I used to watch Sponge Bob
(For those of you who don’t know, he lives in a pineapple)
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I don’t even eat pineapples that much
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What’s going on?
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I think multiple
Sets of coincidences
Became a serious
Thing
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But I don’t have a pineapple obsession!
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Do I?
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 11:48 PM UTC
Today, we went backpack
shopping
and I got one
covered in pineapples
that matches my hat
from a year ago
So happy!
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 9:51 PM UTC
I bought a perfect pineapple
It screamed of being sweet.
It’s burnt orange blush,
It pale green spiked leaves.
To try and preserve such beauty,
Would bear sour fruit.
To fight for its posterity when it will not fight too.
So I lopped off it’s head
Carefully removed its fruit and
Casually discarded its core
And satisfied my craving
Done before you begin. Safe.
Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 11:25 PM UTC
21st century
on the 3rd wave
I don't gotta shave
and I'm still getting laid
Not always proud of it
But I don't gotta doubt about it
Not an Aphrodite type
Still a mighty mighty type
Haha
More like Napoleon ****
When the ego is a portal to immortal ingenuity
Lack of continuity
Paired with ambiguity
Temporary lookin scary
Pineapple prickly
Someone got the sticky
Yes I'll be home
Yes I'll be home again
I don't always need a friend
Though they always round the bin
I'm letting go I let you in
Saw the Sun felt the wind
I don't **** with retrograde
I don't always get payed
Gotta learn to make my own bliss in this day and age
Once I was a thought to them
Now I'm just that THOT to them
Back and forth her to him
Meet me in the middle then
Prickly on the outside
Juicy in the center
I could get tender
But I'm rolling with the tides
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 10:26 AM UTC
everyone agrees that you're
tasteless and flavourless
when it comes to
choosing the ingredients
to make the dough for love.
similar to a slice of
cold, leftover pizza,
hated like pineapples
as the toppings,
slapped on like a can of
expired tomato sauce,
cut away like
unwanted crustings,
and being as cheap as
a low-quality mozzarella.
definitely
loved by me
but purely hated
by the entire world.
Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 2:24 PM UTC
Here is a plant that could cut your thumb
From a strange frond does it become
With its pieces cut fresh
It can disolve your flesh
We'll give it to you as a sign of welcome
Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
The pineapple is the whole,
Whether in the ground
Or in your bowl.
Rock in hand; above, down, pound.
Crack the spiny hull.
Sweet juice is found.
Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
Thinking of love
completely irrelevant
to young to worry
seeing it makes me ache
I know I'm not cut out for relationships
for I don't open up about anything
And to love you;
I have to trust
I can't do it
I'm not ready for that
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 11:03 AM UTC
ill shove flowers into my mouth and choke
myself to death with all the pollen because you
know im allergic to lilacs but you said they make my eyes look beautiful and i wanted to be
just that.
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
"Would it be entirely inappropriate of me to suggest a hangout session in which we go out for tea and some mostly-nonserious flirtation?", he asks, all of which is proceeded by more than two hours of silly, random banter involving eyeballs and pineapples in vacuums.
It seems being asked on a date has become so taboo, to the point that when it does happen, the natural reaction would be to say yes.
TBC...
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC
while I may do you perfectly. the snow angels on gasoline st., did you
see them? All of the houses were dripping wet too, one girl with gold laces on her leopard shoes wore red plastic pants; totally soaked to the bone.
to train ourselves to brave the heat of each others' bodies as we awaken in one small bed, one small blanket. the both of us yawn. it's so fun to make waffles but neither of us like to eat preference. I love you to death but prefer to brush my teeth alone- one tooth at a time.
embrace your new t-shirt, even though not everyone enjoys a good show of a flock of crows. hand drawn indie wicker-hipster prints. coffee by the pint. you crack me up like vitrifying glass sheens of the individual bubbles in a bubble bath or the ****** glazed eyes of the monsters' eye while a shark attacks.
creaky sounds of bodies mapped by fingers, tickled tummies rippled by listening to witch house singers. you crack me up, count chocula. It's Saturday, I love to laugh while laying down. everybody's funnier when they're laying on the ground. we toast to ghosts.
luminous lengths of birthday candles
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 3:55 AM UTC