What If

in the dark recesses of the novel
that is the mind
of the transcendent pig
there is an old barn
with a tree of an even more impressive age
with a fruit as young as wonder
called “what if”

and though it greatly resembles its forefruit
in looks, weight, and consequence
it stings the ground
for its own purposes
and is a hot
sticky mess
in the late afternoon sun

Reviews

[Helpless]

the opening line is amazingly interesting! very cool poem in general!