The apple seed went down easy
I thought the bitterness would make me queasy
But it just slid down my gullet
As easy as shooting a bullet
And soon my belly began to grow
A small lump in my abdomen starting to show
Writhing roots ******* me dry
I feel it whispering dreams to grow high
It's branches scratching blue off the sky
while it rustles and grows on my insides
No one seems to notice as leaves burst out of my ears
Thick branches spreading, worsening my fear
I watch in horror as apples spew out of my mouth
Tumbling, fumbling, stumbling south
until with a mighty roar the tree bursts forth
My body, my life, my mind no more
My sarcasm, my creativity, my worth, my self
extracted from apple seeds,
slitting on a shelf