13I bit into a
Blueberry
And tasted
Rot.
Cascades of black bile
seeds of bitterness
Vile, weeping
Pustule of toxicity
Suddenly making itself known,
Shedding the sweet guise of
innocence
and delight it wore
when it was contained just within my fingertips.
Don't you just hate it when
Evil
Masquerades?