Apple

A Poem by May Fosnes

Succulent deep red,

dripping down the lips

with one big bite

starting with the hips.

After one bite, there is no end.

Another one.

Another one,

chew and chew again.

After one, there is no end

Come back for more,

again

and again.

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Sounds like the autobiography of Jeffrey Dahmer.

Ha! Honestly, I enjoy that interpretation.

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Added on August 28, 2020
Last Updated on August 28, 2020

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