the fall

a lustrous apple falls off the market stall
tumbles and rolls down the messy road
the ground is all bespattered and footworn
a tired stallkeeper takes the apple, puts it back

unsold produce is covered with a grey tarp at night
gets ripe then rots according to nature’s plan
a dirty apple with a battered side cannot sleep
nor stop thinking of that road and the meaning of life

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2022

38 thoughts on “the fall

  1. Sad for the apple, he lost his purpose. To be enjoyed and eaten. It’s good to ask yourself the question “what is the meaning of life”, know there is no answer and going to deep in the matter will potentially drive you crazy.

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