What is this heavy fruit? It has no name, none spoken.
This heavy fruit I must plant into the ground.
Nameless as a silent scream,
I open my mouth to speak it, but there is no sound.
I scratch at the ground and the ground swells into purple mounds
until it becomes wet.
I continue to dig at the rows until a red river flows
to water the heavy fruit where it falls.
For the heavy fruit is too heavy a burden for me to bear.
So I plant it and dig out the weeds,
and the burden is carried away by the bloody stream
as I cultivate the seeds,
and the heaviness is gone
as I gaze at the crusty mounds and blood-soaked rows.
What was the name of the heavy fruit I planted,
The name still silent in my head?
It doesn’t matter for the weight is gone
as long as the river runs red.
WoPoLi 
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