loose tooth

working the orchard

they were pretty dehydrated 

one of the apples 

pulled off the branch 

they sunk their teeth in 

went in for another

bite they saw blood 

felt around the mouth 

the drunken fight 

last night 

a tooth was 

loose

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hard sell

I got him to go up the hill with me to the orchards. a hard sell but I did not want to go alone. hard cider & tv remote his thrill. once we hit the clean country air he thanked me profusely for getting him out of the city. we drove by a liquor store. he didn't even ask.

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the second recipro.city

how unusual to give the attention 

undivided like an orange like 

a planet like the wheels that drive an engine 

in this our post-industrial society

specialization so refined the mouth 

has no relation to the belly

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the worst thing you never did

sugar was followed by 

  salt was followed 

      by sugar 

    again

     then i told my miserable 

         self why don't you

eat a fuckin 

  apple

and i did

   pardon me

it was not the 

    worst thing 

  i ever

    did

votive free of motive -ii)

We flipped a bitch after we passed the ethereal fields. We lay on that plane for consecutive hours. Then we sailed due north, cranked the crankshaft, released the nitrous oxide, dropped in the half and half. We sweated out our pores, and the perspiration thickened to consistency like glue. Deceased lay the toxic in the flower beds soaking.

We poured out all our liquor at the site. Our immune systems sent white blood cells, to seal in the heat. We burned the white sage, and the ceremony was alright. The spirit agonists and antagonists came out of the shadows. Volatile, caustic energy was dispersed. All energies and vibrations came together in mixed signal. The candles, they flickered and danced. Just a little.

The earthbound ones brought their demands. And the otherwise unidentified trio dissembled -- into innumerable grains of sand. Into parts and human hearts. To be ID' D or dare i say carded, by the keepers of the trees who suddenly started to sway. They leaned into the wind. They stayed like that, all fucking day long. Swaying and dancing and flexing their roots. Swan song. Suddenly started blossoming like apple bottom jeans on the strip. Shooting out shoots. Scoring pharmaceuticals on every corner. What a trip.