Blood Orange

In this orange mood
I burn and brood
I use for food

I take it in
Under my skin
A wish to win
Enough has been

All this time
I’ve had refined
Combed and sifted
A polished shine

Cast if off
On water ripples
Skips and coughs
And settles into

A spotlight circle
Spinning purple
Rippling out
Past the hurdles:

Jumps and jags
Tangled snags
Wheels that drag.
I’m tired of pulling.

Push and churning
Magnetic tension
Static suspension
My own invention.

Squeeze the pulp
Upon suggestion
From the answer
Peel the question.

4/27/22