The Lemon

androgynous creature
with volcano top
rippled and cratered
like some rejected plantetoid

you smell like my dead aunt's furniture
so unpopular only a lime would marry you

darling of classy boozers
ancient scurvy victims
and entrepreneurial children

how many Detroit misfits
have spoiled your public relations

only a soul more acidic than you
would discover you deeply sweet

Randy Hurst