It should be obvious what inspired this poem…
one of my favorite bands growing up, Nirvana.
I love Kurt’s lyrics. He was one of the artists who got me
interested in writing poetry at a very young age.
Bruised fruit is sliced deep,
knife hitting the seed.
Separating our pulpy lives
from what we watch on TV.
We mimic rock bands but,
don’t tell our moms and dads
we stay up this late rotting our teeth.