Poem: Ripe (please let me know your thoughts?)?

Question:

Poem: Ripe (please let me know your thoughts?)?

Ripe

The heat
a sultry blanket lulls
into lazy silence,
the moment
crawls
between
thought
impulse.
The weight
a sweet pressure
like swollen fruit
clinging
to the branch.
The fall
a quick slip,
a missed grasp,
the earthly collapse,
crushed and open
spilling forth
scattered across the soil.

Additional Details

1 week ago
Sara B: no I wasn't going for "a black/white thing" that's Jason's own interesting interpretation.

1 week ago
Beans: I don't think you have serious issues (at least not in this instance LOL). Sometimes a piece a fruit is a piece of fruit, and yes sometimes it isn't.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: 1 week ago
Sara B: no I wasn't going for "a black/white thing" that's Jason's own interesting interpretation.