Bite Of A Apple Poem by david gerardino

Bite Of A Apple



FUMBLED and crawed into your
space, all systems down, abort,
abort.
HUDDLED together in a big bad
church, all systems down, abort,
abort.
BOUNDED by silence we all become
stupid and lost, all systems down,
abort, abort.
then the doors swing wide,
and the clouds turn blue.
and the mothers break the
silence from a bite of a apple.

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