a poem about eating a watermelon

[heavy trout]

i wrote this ages ago on a whim, it was in my drafts and thought to post it, i have various thoughts about it, so rip it apart as much as you please !!

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[long frigate]

RAHHH AMIRA POSTED 🦅🦅💯! I’m going through carbaras poems I was pinged in yesterday but I’ll get around to this whenever I’m finished 😼

[heavy trout]

omg ofc ofc !! much appreciated 😆😆

[white narwhal]

why can no one spell my name 😿

[long frigate]

😭 OOPSIES I just went off memory lol

[long frigate]

Alright Amira, buckle the f up lol. I just went over your poem a couple of times and I wanted to do something fun. While I know what the actual poem is about. I’m going to give you an interpretation that I am 100% sure you NEVER even considered. It’s kind of a stretch ngl, but I think it’ll be fun for you to see what someone can make of this. It’s pretty dark to so get ready 😼

[heavy trout]

oooo how exciting 🍿😆😆

[proven bear]

I think it is pretty confusing, but not in a painful / frustrating way. I like the ending enough to like the whole thing.

[long frigate]

||Alright get ready for this wild interpretation.

Okay, now imagine this—A deranged, and bitter women who can’t have kids, but craves one. She wants them so bad she begins to view them as objects. She stalks a home of a family with a new baby that she followed home from hospital. This is all necessary to my wild interpretation

“It’s home”- the parents left the baby (like dumb dumbs) for a very quick run to gas station. This line shows her mindset, she’s thinking ‘it’ (the baby) is home alone. She “knocked on” (another way to say continued, in this case went to the door). Ear to door -listening if anyone else is in the house. She “gently snatched” the kid, and when she gets to her home she “lays it to sleep on wood” (puts it to bed in a cradle)

“/now, bursting out, bits flying/ across the sky, pieces/ plucked from a constellation” — her door, bursted in to bits as the cops kick it in, the pieces “plucked from a constellation” —signifies hope that the baby survive. Also just some nice addictive imagery.

“Black string untwines falling/ to my lap, twirling with red/ sticky sweet flesh, and I think: the view on the way down is/ green”
The black string is her organs falling out as she is shot by the police. The sticky sweet flesh is self explanatory and the ‘green’ that she sees is that last moment of euphoria you get before you die. That recollection of your life and that final surge of energy.

For the final stanza, the “the bed of seeds/ on the rim of her plate” are the bullets in area around where she stands. Again the ‘threads’ are her organs and they are quite literally around her tonsils, as she fell into her organs. “I eat a few and leave a few” she was hit by most of the, what we can assume are shotgun bullets from how much damaged it caused her, but some miss her and lay on the ground.

The last two lines signify the impermanence of everything. Saying that even this catastrophe will be ‘fixed by the rain’
😃 well….what do you think! I said it was dark 😭 ||

[heavy trout]

oh my goodness

IK IT WAS DARK BUT I STILL WASNT EXPECTING THAT

it’s such a well thought out interpretation, you somehow manage to make it fit the whole poem 😭 im awestruck

[long frigate]

HAHAHAH IT WAS SUPER FUN! I have no clue why but that’s really how it played out in my mind 😭 something might be wrong with me

[heavy trout]

ur acc spot on about the last moment before you die, that’s exactly how i wrote it, although it was pertaining to the watermelon seeds and not a deranged woman 😭😭 still a really good interpretation

[long frigate]

Oh and I couldnt add this because I literally used the word count to its max but the area around her is the plate because SHE is the watermelon. It’s a double layered metaphor, the poem is referring to a watermelon and that watermelon is the women

[heavy trout]

😮😮 i almost want to say this was my intention all along

[long frigate]

LMAOOO thank you thank you

[autumn pagoda]

A poem about eating watermelon you didnt know you were allergic to

No but seriously thanks for sharing I think this is super cute the hate in my throat and black string confuses me and I just woke up so I'll revisit this poem when my brain works

[autumn pagoda]

Oh you're spitting the seeds onto your plate, hate refers to the watermelon? Did you feel guilty for eating it?

Either way super nice to read massive summer nostalgia from childhood

[olive nebula]

You have a way of spinning the emotions and actions is a way that speaks, and I think you are soo underrated for that lol.
LOVED this

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[heavy trout]

it’s almost the opposite, but yes yes there’s for sure a feeling of guilt !! it’s more like i felt bad for not eating watermelon seeds. like they won’t hurt to eat, they won’t make you choke. that’s why i had like choking imagery going on w “hate” in my throat, like i’m scorning those seeds for no reason. and then the black string is just a stream of seeds falling down on my plate, they’re wrapped around my tonsil slack because they aren’t actually going to make me choke, it’s all in my head, some random prejudice against eating watermelon seeds

[heavy trout]

[heavy trout]

THANK YOU!! that’s such a sweet thing to say 💕💕

[autumn pagoda]

That's so adorable

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folly doesn’t work in sensitive for some strange reason

oh yeah, herman sorry to keep tagging u with folly

[long frigate]

RAHHH AMIRA POSTED!! AND AM I NOT FOLLOWING YOU??? Let me fix that rn

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[heavy trout]

OMG

i forgot as well

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