i want my day,
today,
to be applegreen.
the grannysmith kind,
of apple, big, luscious, beautiful,
sweet but ****
polished, bright and shining.
just waiting, tempting me,
to take a great crunching
bite.....
and chew, thoughtfully, thoroughly,
extracting all the juice
and goodness.
allowing it to nourish my
body and soul...
eating right down to the core
and seeds....
leaving just the inedible
bits behind.....
to compost and decay.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC
i want my day,
today,
to be applegreen.
the grannysmith kind,
of apple, big, luscious, beautiful,
sweet but ****
polished, bright and shining.
just waiting, tempting me,
to take a great crunching
bite.....
and chew, thoughtfully, thoroughly,
extracting all the juice
and goodness.
allowing it to nourish my
body and soul...
eating right down to the core
and seeds....
leaving just the inedible
bits behind.....
to compost and decay.
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