Gabrielle Martin

Rotten Apple Mood - Poem by Gabrielle Martin

I'm in a rotten apple mood,
and all the pacifying poetry
I could write
would be in gibberish-
or so telling
that the graphite would march
from the paper
in a dishonorable retreat.

There are worms crawling
through this rotten apple mood,
and the nerd glasses are on a less
perturbed and more knowing face-
nose in a book that I am too stupid
and too lazy to read,
spitting out seeds sour
from this rotten apple mood.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2012

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