The vapours of my energy
. . . like a bullet proof vest.
My unfinished threshold.
I hold myself dear;
but orange peels
are -
elementary.
The stay of execution;
is a - moral prophecy
of words . . .
that Ghandi tells
us?
"Be the change
you want to
see -
in the world!"
And Apples / apples
-crashing-.
Fellow guardians-
we are gathered
here today for our
dearly beloved
Apple / apple. -
"The absent element" -
In the unforgettable;
unmistakable life
of Apple / apple -
we pray.
That gravity took
such a precious
Apple / apple -
that - we -
acknowledge here
today.
Its end.
And we're gathered
here -
today . . .
to bid farewell.
In the company of
Mr. Ghandi's kind
words!!
Do we not complain.
- That any physical
action requires
it's metaphysical
counterpoint.
That we do complain.
That we do -
in honor and
in life.
There is failure of
necessity. -
There is necessity of
failure. -
But through it all -
the skin of
an Apple / apple . . .
such bare flesh.
Ripe as it is raw.
Listening to the inactive
sound of love.
That Eve's crunching
bite; was the devil's
evil thought.
That replaced stories -
like pigeon feeding.
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