Old Tomato

Old Tomato


How many times did I look at

You on the counter and think

About putting you into a salad

Or a sandwich or just taking you


Into my hand and maybe taking

A bite of your firm juiciness so


It could run down my chin with

Enough flavor to make me close

My eyes and smile and laugh?


I would return

Again and again

For more of you.


Even with a strong

Pull, I passed you by

For something else.


I see you sitting there now like

an old man with wrinkled skin–


With time eating

Him up from inside.


Will you be tossed


Or savored


at last?

Author: William Peters

William Peters is a narrative poet who finds the occasional humor in growing old, past events, familiar objects, and even relationships. His poetry reads like a snapshot in time.

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