plum on the bathroom floor

today, in the afternoon.

after my hour class of media,

after my hour and a bit time of study.

i went to the bathroom.

 

there on the bathroom floor,

was a very small yet very obvious plum.

i looked at it for awhile as if somehow it could be

related to me.

 

it was distant from me yet still close,

but i just thought that this plum needs to be

talked about today.

so here i am writing about a plum on the floor.

 

i’m sorry you will never be eaten by a human mouth.

maybe you’re the lucky plum.

 

i also apologise because i just realised i brought an entire

box of plums from the supermarket only a few hours later.

what a heartless veg i am.

 

hope you are resting well still on the bathroom floor.

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About writingforart

20 // anthropology & media major. i love writing, usually poetry, songs and short personal tellings in the form of books. i enjoy event and travel photography. but particularly love telling stories and thoughts.
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