Banana

So I was eating a banana and suddenly thought of writing this. DON’TJUDGE ME!!

Tears of grief formed in my eyes that are so green, emerald cracks from anger or
jealousy I must say. So green, that it arouses suspicion in human beings whether
my being is any human or just a mutant. So green, people threaten me STOP being
cocky and return to the subject so return I shall not, but return I should. Tears of
sadness trickle down my face towards gravity, either because of exhaustion or the
thought that attraction is due to affection, to wet a useless spot on the floor while
drought takes over the world. Tears of torture flushed out of my (a7em green
a7em) eyes as I realized the banana’s flavor is weakening and being washed down
my throat. A taste that was once so powerful, it dominated all other tastes and put
spice to shame. A taste that was once so sweet, my mouth developed a crush on
and secreted saliva as a sign of craving when it is gone. A taste that was once so
bananaish, the thought of it entered my mind, eliminating all the rest, and
remained there for centuries.

Writing by: (NOT) Baraa Dawod

30-Dec-2016