left unplucked let alone bitten

i)

left unplucked let alone bitten, ceded
to ripen on the vine, only to be snatched

when grappled by a four-armed hellion
who would not dance nor had rat-mounts

as Ganesha does, even though
as playfully turgid but in a form,

oh, so crushingly abhorrent
that we were all rattled to the core.



ii)

now analog to cider & wine, reposed in redwood
cask, patient to be graded and possibly stowed

when deemed fortunate or fine. o, forbidden fruit,
might it have taken but one, for Saturn to have shed

his rings— flung moons trained at the very heart
of caution— re-fabricating the scheme of heaven?

alas— insoluble from this vantage-point for it reveals
but one approach to a million and one solitary stations.