dear dragonfruit,
you look
amazing.
i want to wear you, or paint you.
so zingy, so jazzy, so vibrant
you are.
such texture, such contrast.
such suess-ness.
next to sliced kiwi, you would be stunning.
you look like a hammock
hung between palm trees.
a warm ocean breeze.
flowers in my hair.
but, alas,
you are not what i expected.
not at all.
you are downright bland,
and even wikipedia says so.
you are a contradiction.
an oxymoron.
you look so sweet.
you seem so tropical.
but you taste
like a succulent, tender
potato.
i will not eat you, dragonfruit.
nor will i turn you into a fancy blended drink.
but i just might slice you open
and feast with my eyes.
♥
4 comments:
What a lovely ode. I will have to try one of these "dragon fruits" and experience the dissapointment myself!!
Have never tried one, and thanks to you, I never will!
Perfectly said Catie!
Ha ha ha! Love the twist there in the middle. As it turns out it's just a pretty potato...
Maybe you need to slice it up, deep-fry it and then eat it with ketchup. It could work... Maybe? :)
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