Stand,
bananas,
be counted.
Not by color,
by firmness,
a measure of
your time on
stolid ground.
In hard green,
youth. In decay,
the certainty that
there is always
more bread.
In and out of contexts
Stand,
bananas,
be counted.
Not by color,
by firmness,
a measure of
your time on
stolid ground.
In hard green,
youth. In decay,
the certainty that
there is always
more bread.