Poem 220








I would not ever wish
upon someone I love
to ever “settle” for me..
Especially
if this apparent “settling”
is done
for my own sake.

I hunger only for
the raw and real..
not for the forced and fake.
Because I’m well aware
of all the many boons
that I bring to the table..
I am ok with knowing
that I’m not a sight
to mesmerize all seeing eyes..
Or for all tasting tongues
to be the chosen flavor.

To those with palettes
well-attuned to me..
I am a delicacy
too irresistible
to forego.
Whether you are among them
or not..
That is for you, and not for me
to know.

To those without
an appetite for me..
I’m very grateful
for your kind
consideration..
truly,
to my very grave!
I wish you best of luck
in stumbling upon
a sight and flavor..
that you actually crave.

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