Strange Fruit 2

                   there is a strange fruit growing

                   in the heart of these very limbs,

a twisted growth,

a steady relief

a constant spinning

                   strange fruit. 

That bites

That feeds

That sustains

                    and relieves

                    strange fruit.

singing tunes

dangling there

on the move

steady, steady, whoa there….

                      falling lifeless from the tree

                      falling so quickly it must be dead

                       drifting so slowly it must be empty

so sadly that it must be alive

so alone that it must be still breathing..

                       strange, strange

twisted twisted

                      strange fruit called Love.