Dorothy’s Pomegranate

This is Dorothy’s pomegranate
forgotten in a big paper bag
where she put something else
to give to me not knowing
the pomegranate was there,
and I can’t say why I like it
because I don't really know;
but I do, I like it very much
more than I might have liked it
on the day it came off the tree
perhaps because it reminds me
of me shrinking but still fresh
deep inside under drying skin.