Apple Core

I fell asleep dreaming of too-soft apples.

And woke to find my hand clutching

Crayons of red and yellow.

 

But I couldn’t understand metaphors

So when you asked me for the truth

I told you the only thing I knew for certain.

 

You’ll find nothing in my heart but pips.

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

...I love this. Not much else to say.