Etheree Poetry Form; consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables.
Coarse
and ripe,
half eaten
fermented lies
of an ugli fruit.
I choke on love’s vile dregs
offered on overripe days
when it is best not to inhale
the scent of roses ankle deep in
manure, aloof but still standing pretty.