in a world filled with too many choices
how do we ever decide?
and why is the apple always drawn
to the battle of good versus evil?
adam and eve, snow white and
the wicked, hello my little pretty
and one bad can ruin the barrel,
crab and golden, eye and pie
caramel candy truths and
half-baked sugar coating
delicious, filled with life and seed
s(k)in and marrow
i wonder, tiny orb, as you hang
from your dreary tree of ornament,
why i was drawn to you and not
all the others, those brothers
of fall and folly and, of course,
you do not answer, being all ripe
and ready for the picking
you hold no wisdom beneath
the blush of skin, just beautysinbeauty
and the flavor of earth
in your heart.