Still Life Pineapple

Solid stance, broad shoulders shrug giving rise to plumes of smirked eyebrows browning from tip to root, forecasting fanciful all the same. Curious bends of green and gray shadow flightless birds, penguins and peacocks stretching wing above fractal landscapes. Oblique orange echelons, coins of scented supple skin, blending sheathes of papery starfish recasting themselves as sparrow faces, delicate upturned beaks that hunger or gossip or titter.

How can I cut you open, clumsily tearing at your feathers and spoiling your meat?