A Painting (for Rebecca)

fat green squash afloat on a smudgy mound
like a Beckett play sitting on its own shadow
mucky lumpy exactly observed as if worthy
of close attention like a bomb about to blow
squarely middled stem end like an alien eye
or a highlighted nipple like a smug balloon
tugging at sticky ground wishing it could rise
active pushing out at the frame as if space
goes on forever in all directions and sees it