[Inquiry]
In this brown neglect of a garden
peppers gleam under
a sheen of wax,
warm sunset shades
of orange, fuchsia, red–
resistant, tropical, small
in the hand
and wickedly spicy,
no rat would touch them,
a little bellicosity
a useful trait,
the counterpart
to too much vibrancy,
a swift cure for curiosoity,
as not all
questions are
benign,
especially
this late
in the season.
OPTIONAL POETRY 
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Not all questions are benign indeed. But we need to be reminded of that every season.Great poem.
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Thanks!
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You nailed it in stanzas five and seven. Such a nice flow.
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