I spun Salted Caramels Prompt: 5 Ways To Enjoy Strawberries in a slightly different direction.

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After I’ve finished a book
where the monster wins and the dog lives
against incredible odds
I reach for a big luscious strawberry
I touch it to my lips and then I bit down.
Hard.
If I am listening to a piece of music
that ends with a whisper instead of a roar
I reach for an overly ripe strawberry
I squeeze it just a little and then
I touch it to my lips and then I bite down
Hard.
During thunderstorms
that rock the ground and rattle my bones
I reach for an almost ripe strawberry
I touch it to my lips and then I grimace
after that I bit down on it
Hard.
At weddings and funerals , after we all say goodby
and promise to see each other soon, but of course we never do
I take out a little packet of dried strawberries , give them a little sniff
and then I toss them through the air and to the ground
for the rats and birds to eat, they always bite down on them
Hard.
When I am alone and watching the Moon fall
and the Sun rise
I go out into my garden and find the planter where my
strawberries are clinging to their vines
and I take my place on the ground next to them and settle down
Gently.
That is indeed an original directions.