Five Red Pears
This equilibrium balance
is a struggle for my cerebellum.
I cannot pair my car radio.
Yet I can balance two red pears.
I have three red pairs waiting
to be devoured or to be left alone.
Some days I just want to be
left alone to my own devices.
I have a terrible dream of being
naked out in public and the only
thing I have to cover me up are
five well-proportioned red pears.
I get so hungry that I want to eat
them. I think eating just two will
bring balance to my mind and the
rest could make up for my clothes.