Hanging

Usually fruit hangs from a tree.  Or a bush.  A bush being the same thing as a tree.
Except for its size.

Deliberate in its hanging.  Quite luscious against metal.  An urban contemplation of inner & outer
space.  Meditation on soft & hard.  I'm thinking which poems are hard?  Which soft?  & which juicy?
Ode to Solitary Fruit Hanging on Metal, of course.