#in reference to the citrus scale of sex 👍

[zenithxenith]

don’t like citrus

By: Jef Zeñero also known as Sing :3

Don’t like citrus, never did.

Don’t like citrus, not my thing.

Don’t like citrus, not oranges, not lemons, not limes.

Don’t like citrus, not grapefruit, not even the rime.

I sit at the table, four of a kind, aces sit there, while oranges fill the middle.

Sitting at the edge small, little—

Never suspected when faced away, inconspicuous.

Orange, yellow, green, bright, the bold colors.

Waiting for chance, to smear red.

Suits up—

Stands up—

Arrow through the ace's heart.

Ace through the arrow’s tip.

You say you like this organic zest—

This sting of bold fruits—

The sting is to protect.

Not to swallow—

Not to like—

Not to ingest.

Some are bold, liking the challenge.

To some it’s good.

To me it’s foul.

Citrus doesn’t like me, I don’t like it.

Don’t splash it in my face, 

not even once.

I never liked it.

I tried to convince myself I did.

That was an era I wish I never lived, but I did.

I did with bravery and confidence,

the curiosity overwhelming—

Not once did I have the juice that others enjoyed.

Not once did I need it to survive.

Don’t believe what they say—

Or do. Or do.

I don’t like citrus, citrus.

Not even the grapefruit can make me comprehend,

Why I need this, why I should have it.

Why I should see it, why I should know it.

Why the mind of that ace with the arrow through its heart should have to be forced into a relationship of spite.

Why the club of that ace with the arrow through its heart should have to be used to be seen more, to be understood.

Why the diamond of that ace, with an arrow in its heart should have to be dulled to a grime.

Why the spade of that ace should be used to bury the unpleasant crowd.

Why should anyone have to be forced to see why the citrus should run the world—

Should be essential—

Should be mine.

I never liked citrus, never did.

Never liked citrus, never my thing

Never liked citrus, not oranges, not lemons, not limes.

Never liked citrus, never the grapefruit, never the rime.