apples of the earth

the apples of the earth from seeds sprung slender necks bow under the weight of their heads children are perfect spiritual anarchists in perfect liberty their un-nimble fingers paint ugly splotches of unrefined beauty all colors meld into one for them and hatred is learned anger is absorbed the violence of punishment not the pure violence of food, defense and territory --the retribution for irritating things is inherited from dumb, weak and embittered wastrels such as myself the apples of the air fly by flung by the stems prankish rotten grenades that have no regret about the snake or the half-eaten worm
04/10/2006