down to the final banana

31 Jul

i’m down to the final banana

soft, squishy, and brown

no more campaign rallys downtown

the days are relentless and heavy

the peaches are bruised and ugly

ocean breeze can’t compete with

the heavy mug of a summer urban scene

i’m down to the final banana

on a morning fit for an accident

i’m going to have to wash my shoes

and avoid all those sharp corners

luck be a lady tonight

with baubles and beads

ruby red lips

and totally

without any sort of caution

for

i’m down to my last banana

i can barely lift my fork

and i can hardly even hold down

my fort

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