peel me
like an old orange
dessicated
in its rind
tear me apart
to solemnly suckle
the last drops
of acidic tang
the sweetness
long since
gone rancid
before the maggots
consume my heart
misshapen beneath
the leathery flesh
left forgotten
on the sill
the last listless
kiss of summer
before the fall
swallows me whole
to lackadaisically rot
fallen behind
the countertop
into the darkness
of solemn regret