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As To The Tangerine

What opened
must have closed
around the light
it fed on.

And the light, somehow,
must have multiplied within
as the fruit, incremental, swelled
toward its own undoing.

Ripeness is like that.

It is how the world deceives us.

What I consume
is an interruption.

What I reap
is brightness,
unsevered, sweet.


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