Orange In the Desert
squashed by internal rot,
glaucous from mildew,
it played a solar role
three days ago, perched
on a raku plate
next to kiwis, guavas
raspberries and mangos.
“these orbit the orange’s Ra,”
blurbed the artist, canting
toward their latest gouache
on slate.
next day they sped south,
inhaled coke and wine,
impaled the kiwis
on a saguaro,
smashed the guavas
against a trilobyte,
danced on the mangos
with sharp heels,
threw the raspberries
into bat goop—
left the orange on grey stone
to be excoriated by the sun.
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