Construction Time Again

08Mar08

I had a nectarine: sweet, juicy, ripe. I left in the fruit-bowl for too long and it rotted from the inside; I had to shake the disease.

I stopped eating fruit, took up vegetables, kumera, zucchini, carrot, after carrot. Vegetables are boring, vegetables are dull, a vegetable diet is unbalanced self-denial, you just can’t get enough.

I went shopping for an apple, or ten. I had simple, base needs, easy-to-fill: juicy, crisp, hard; a Jonathan, Delicious, Ambrosia…sweetest perfection. But, after sampling a few apples, I looked across the red-green fruit-mounds, and saw that oranges were in season; ooh, higher love.

For now, I live this way, this not-love, this strangelove; juice dripping off elbows and chin, happy but far from sated by agent orange, it’s just something to do. And it’s just a question of time before the question of lust becomes nothing.

I need to get the balance right, enforce a policy of truth, I have lost the meaning of love, I’ve got to find something…I think it’s called a heart.


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  1. 1 An Unreliable Witness on March 8, 2008 said:

    I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours … but I do think hearts exist. Somewhere.

  2. 2 An Unreliable Witness on March 9, 2008 said:

    I just can’t get enough of your writing.

  3. 3 Rich | Championable on March 9, 2008 said:

    Agreed.

    Seeking a balance is quite different than finding your heart. Good luck with the former.

    The latter? I just don’t think that’s one of your challenges, dudaroo.

    Hi.

  4. 4 lillipilli on March 9, 2008 said:

    AUW: Sure, somewhere I’m sure…maybe heart is where the home is, or is it in your room perhaps?

    I did fear condemnation, so it’s a pleasure, little treasure, I hope it sticks in your memory, but really, it’s just something to do. There’s more in the pipeline though, but not tonight. Right now, I’m waiting for the night so I can enjoy the silence.

    Rich: I’m just being a tad silly, Rich. Um, is lent over, and does dudaroo count????

    Hi!

    Now, this is fun!

  5. 5 Paul on March 9, 2008 said:

    If you don’t seek the heart you will find it. :-)

  6. 6 lolostve on March 11, 2008 said:

    Come on, you know the heart is there. I think we all avoid our hearts at times. I think you are looking for the fruit in the right way for the moment.

  7. 7 Hinch on March 11, 2008 said:

    Don’t worry too much about a heart… they’re never as juicy as nice valencia oranges.

  8. 8 amuirin on March 12, 2008 said:

    I thought this was beautiful, fun, and always that little twist of something sharper at the end.

  9. 9 Corina on March 12, 2008 said:

    Heart used to exist, a long, long time ago. Sort of like in a galaxy far away.

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