Watermelon

This watermelon was something
more like a bowling ball than a melon,
it dragged your arms down
as you held it in your hands,
wondering at its weighty greeness

so much heavier than
your run of the mill
supermarket special

And so much juicier too
as we cut our first slice
red water dripped sweetly
leaving wet pink stains
all over the kitchen bench


 
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