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here's an apple. don't eat it yet

Author: meoww
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here's an apple. don't eat it yet

i think i gave up my childhood
the time i called my mother

a bitch. a flying bleach container
to the face. and boy, did i

deserve it. i forget how old i was.
old enough to know that word

was bad. young enough to be
foolhardy to say it. scream it. and

mean it. today, i look back on that,
and say "sorry mama, for all

i've done. i've been sinful. i've lied.
i've smoked pot and imbibed numerous

illegal substances. i've driven too fast.
blind-drunk and with passengers

fearful for their lives. i'm sorry mama.
i'm sorry for saying that now."

Submitted on 2008-10-31 22:12:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I'll never forget the first time I slipped and cussed, using my mother's favorite word. It hung between us, I was screaming and crying about a lock on the door I couldn't open, and I remember FEELING her presence before she opened that door and asked me what I said.... oh god, LOL. I remember thinking that woman would never stop swinging her arms and slapping me stupid. My whole head roared, and my skin burned for days.

In retrospect, that took a real [censored] to do that.
| Posted on 2009-09-22 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
  You can just taste the regret
| Posted on 2009-02-17 00:00:00 | by Maverique | [ Reply to This ]
  Everyone I know, including Self here, has bit off that apple rather hastily and with a foolhardy zest. It's good though that most of us have durable brakes and screech to a halt and have a sober moment to look around (reflection and insight - the esteemed sages would term) then we kick off again, full gear, head on to the next misadventure.... such is life.
| Posted on 2008-11-23 00:00:00 | by CrypticBard | [ Reply to This ]
  here's a corpse
don't bury it yet

let the sorrow ooze
for all to see

here's remorse
don't feel it yet

let pain name her love
before she bows to weep
| Posted on 2008-11-02 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
  Great how you wrote this like a non-stop thought flashing through your mind. Even though you included punctuation I guess it's the absolute absence of capitals that make it seem so. I don't know, I just like the way it reads.
Had a million of these thoughts myself but never have I put them in verse the way you have here.

Dare I say it and look stupid? Yea, why not. Okay... what's the apple have to do with the poem itself? Anything? or just a random title?

| Posted on 2008-11-01 00:00:00 | by TamarRoze | [ Reply to This ]
  I assume that you're a 90s child.

When I was young, I used to tell my best friend that I wish he'd die so I can finally have a reason to mourn. And he did.

I always hated apples.
| Posted on 2008-11-01 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]

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