Poem for Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Fruit Fly

circumventing the bananas, the white bread
that which vacillates between ripe and rot
that which spoils in the sink.

breeding in the air, biology catalyzed by
strawberry smoothie pheromones
seedless grape aphrodisiacs.

you suck the nectar from my countertop.
my five-fingered shadow lurks nearby.