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letra de tomato flavored stars - 303bugworld

he never thought of salad as juicy, but today it was just that
he stood in the middle of the kitchen filling his mouth with lettuce
he felt like a machine, his jaws felt like a giant steam shovel picking up loads in mud
the little cherry red tomatoes popped and gleamed between his t–th
he felt as he was eating little stars, little juice filled tomato flavored stars
the sun shone bright that day, and his eyes filled with the extravagant sunshine and heat
the beams of light separated themselves around the smallest corners of cracks in his hair
and folded their slender golden bodies around every coil that sprouted
from his scalp
he took another bite of salad and through the mild awe of the suns flexible fingertips a peculiar woman appeared in his dissatisfied gaze
she had enhanced the feeling of a false stomach
her body appeared small, so he imagined her next to the sun

and then he realized how small both of them actually are
they never shared many words but their skins seemed to mold and stick together like a mixture of honey and molasses
the plants in the kitchen windowsill created shadowy forms on the wall
and he imagined his wife as a plant with a parasitic twin
as he imagined her torso spilling with a tangled mess of nettles, he took another bite of salad
“what are you staring at, sweetheart?”, she said with a blunt but loving tone
“nothing, just thinking.”, he said with a similarly dry but equally affectionate affect
an affect that seemed to be soaked in the nectar of apricot
he took another bite of salad
“do you like tomatoes?”, he asked her
“i like the pulpy bits so, i suppose so!”
he walks over to the trash can, to throw away the plastic container that housed the salad
he catches a glimpse of the garbage and imagines the earth as a blood orange
when his gaze breaks from the bacteria filled dissonance of the trash can, he meets the eyes of his wife
she looks just like a tree
and in that moment, he felt like a collage, and his insides felt subtle

pull yourself out of the grave, you got to learn live with sh-t
i’ll hang out in the garden posted up ontop a crucifix
i don’t wanna be around anyone but you
i stare down at the ground so i can see into my future
want to smash my television, want to curbstomp my computer
i don’t wanna be around anyone but you
my head feels like a casket, and my face feels like a corpse
i’ll mashed around beneath the canopy until i can’t find my way back
i don’t wanna be around anyone bot you
i’ll disappear like garbage on top by the street for trash collection
punching into work makes me want me to punch out all my reflections
i don’t wanna be around anyone but you
sprouting like tomatoes do when they are planted in the summer
flies will swarm what’s left of me, but don’t feel bad it’s not a bummer
i don’t wanna be around anyone but you

cutting off my head to grow a garden from my throat
i made a canoe out of all the letters that you wrote
i don’t wanna be around anyone but you

- 303bugworld

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