An apple, a life.
Shiny, bright, newborn.
Yet, as most lives become,
This apple has been bitten, chewed, eaten away.
Until there is nothing left but a core.
A decaying core of what was once whole.
A rotting corpse of an eaten life, a devoured apple.
Mar 9, 2010
Mar 9, 2010 at 9:23 PM UTC
An apple, a life.
Shiny, bright, newborn.
Yet, as most lives become,
This apple has been bitten, chewed, eaten away.
Until there is nothing left but a core.
A decaying core of what was once whole.
A rotting corpse of an eaten life, a devoured apple.