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hi skool apples, apples
some are green
some are red
the yellow hang
from the ceiling like stars.
i'll take the red
if you take the green.
together, we could lie
beneath the sky of golden delicious.
but you never wanted the green
you wanted my red
my lovely red ripened apple
that i kept locked beneath the moon.
you grew sick of granny smith
disgusted by the taste,
which turned to ash in your mouth.
you thought of sitting on the highest branch
on the farthest tree
with your nose stuck in autumn.
your eyes enchant me.
i took my apple, and gave it to you
it still bled from being torn away
from its branch and leave.
apples, apples!
not enough for you
and only one for me.
i could stare for hours,
mesmerized by the beauty it brought
to our carpets.
i opened the center
the seeds were pumping
nectar and sugar
to the fleshy skin.
the juices leaked towards you,
towards me,
binding our heads
and hands.
i've tasted its sweetness,
i know how to react this time.
your eyes filled with empire apples,
you knew me, too.
nothing is of surprise,
nothing left to imagination,
for we have learned everything
through the fruit's seduction.
apples, apples,
apples, apples.
you took away the meat.
all that's left are the bare cores
of this relationship
and even those are crumbling
under time.
apples, apples.
you took too long.
none of the apples (lovely apples!)
were meant for you.
having barely enough for me.
