There is juice
bleeding from
The flesh of the apple
As my predator eyes
Lick the drops
That drip
And slip down
The light green side
I am hungry
so I bite deep and fiercely
letting the sweet pleasure
envelope me.
In my frenzy
I bite to deeply,
spit seeds
on the ground before me;
Hoping a tree
sprouts
so I can be
like Johnny Appleseed,
the progenitor of a new
delicious American dream.
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 5:26 PM UTC
There is juice
bleeding from
The flesh of the apple
As my predator eyes
Lick the drops
That drip
And slip down
The light green side
I am hungry
so I bite deep and fiercely
letting the sweet pleasure
envelope me.
In my frenzy
I bite to deeply,
spit seeds
on the ground before me;
Hoping a tree
sprouts
so I can be
like Johnny Appleseed,
the progenitor of a new
delicious American dream.
