Aria Quimby

Shiny Skinned - Poem by Aria Quimby

The shiny red skin
Perfectly shaped

I bite in
And taste the sweet and sour juices

Flowing into my mouth
Crisp and firm inside


Suddenly a bitter taste
Overwhelms my senses

I feel the poison
Coursing through my vanes

I sway
Filled with drowsiness

The apple falls to the ground
And I follow soon thereafter

My senses dulled
My conscious subdued

The workings of a poison apple

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, April 6, 2012

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