I am a pear
obtuse and green
I have been sitting among apples for too long
sometimes people come and pick the apples
but need they pick me?
Oh no
for the apples are shiny
and I am bruised and green and stale
and the juice has been sucked out of me by buzzards
so I wait on the ground
the lonely pear
all alone
waiting for someone to devour me
or rot into the earth
so worms can shit on me