let your cucumbers go by Brown Trout @ all poetry.com

I just loved this one, so funny

Let Your Cucumbers Go by Brown Trout

Oh, go ahead and put your pickles in a jar...
say that these things are important to you,
and that you might want to munch on them later.

They are stagnant and old and reek of past mistakes
why would anyone want to rehash these rubber fruits?
Vinegar and water will not be enough
to save the things that have died to me as of late,
and I am not hungry for outdated modes of thinking.

Now pass the mustard and shut up.