THE TASTE OF SURPRISE
Is a bitter one;
Rich yet cacophonous and
So inherently bold.
It tastes of ruckus, of anger,
Of getting duped;
Of being left in the dark
When everyone knew.
Except you.
It's addicting to some,
For the ones who appreciate
The bright, clementine taste
Of sudden realization and
Savor the lingering bitterness
That accompany old lemons
Left too long in the sun.
An acquired taste that is
Not at all bland, but perhaps
Too jarring for mild of heart;
The unknown is wild, and
Revelation is always exciting.
Poetry On Odyssey: The Taste Of Surprise
Surprise: an acquired taste we've all been acquainted with.
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