Monday, December 12, 2011


Shiny red apple
Polished to a
Shimmered glare
Irresistible to every
Sense.
But inside
White fruit is rotted
Brown.
Mush and Mealy,
A worms feast of plenty,
The skin collapses
Beneath carnivorous teeth,
Poison coating their
Tongue and
Filling greedy little
Tummies
With the decay
Of masterful deceit.  

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