3 APPLES & A PAIR OF PEARS

The paintbrush leans over the table's
edge,,,,,,,,,,

vomiting a lurid green
drip by drip by,,,,,,,,

The still life has got
even stiller.

No longer 3 apples &
a pair of pears.

Now only
their cores.

turning a nasty brown.

An ant investigates.

To the ant the cores are
Mount Rushmores

only in apple and pear
instead of stone.

And Little Miss
( the painter )is

nowhere
to be seen.

Little Miss is
missing.

The canvas holds the scene
prisoner in paint.

There in various shades
of green are

3 apples &
a pair of pears.

Stripped down
to their cores.

Looking curiously
naked.

Here a note
speaks in blue and green:

"Dear You
I got bored &

...was hungry.

Gone to lie
in the sun.

Singed: Me!"

A dead blue bottle
washed up on a window sill

pretending to be a jewel.

A cat enters the room.

"Me? How!" it demands.