eat so many red apples?
How can they hang on?
His hunger's waned.
He kicks the fruit that fall.
They grow soft and stained,
filled of holes from worms that crawl.

How can a man
fill his bag of apples till it breaks?
Leave the tree half empty
from all the apples he takes.
There's more on the ground
and less on his plate.
His eyes big as mountains.
But his belly plump and sate.