let me confess
my humble love
grown of earth
no flower
more practical sustenance
a spear of corn
no red color
(except at the root)
pale yellow
like butter
kernels pressed
tight together, like
baby’s toes
slender body
wrapped in
translucent silk
paper husk
let me confess
my humble love
let me nourish you
like all good things
born green
born of earth
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