Apples 2

the sweeping violence of reality has teeth and chews our dreams like gum then walks around smiling at our weakness the dreamers the bastards the usual losers I'm watching for the indifference of the universe... Is the killing of our ideals not enough? Does the weight of remorse need to accompany disappointment? I'm afraid the last apples in the basket might be rotten, too.

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L Milton Hankins

Date: 7/12/2022 1:47:00 PM

Reality will surely label us, Marco. And, I suspect the universe (the cosmos?) is indifferent to our pain. I rather think it doesn't even acknowledge our ideals. Hmmm...I fear the "last apples in the basket [may] be rotten, too." I enjoyed chewing on this, Marco. Keep up the good writing.

Marco Chies
Date: 7/12/2022 2:01:00 PM

I appreciate your words of wisdom, this poem has a special meaning for me.