Author Rodney Jack To you whom I've hurt not meaning to I offer this plum this drupe no shell but a thin skin purpled I tender to your mouth the muscle the sweet sympathetic scar-tissue surrounding the stone the seed which wants to be buried Submitted by Southerndeb Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments