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The Median Death of the Red Delicious

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The Median Death of the Red Delicious

“God bless us all when the door is shut behind us, 
only then will we breathe our first breath,
and awake 
from the long dream…”

Forging past the indisputable summit onto the 
shelf of the perfect medium (ah, ‘tis noble here!)
he sits, contemplating his balance. He does not sweat. 

The winds breath breaks upon his predestined neck, 
bestowing the gift of lily white scent upon a lapel that’s 
stiff, yet pliable – just stiff enough. A 72 degree sun 

shines its neutrality, (fueling his desire for nothing at all, 
just the concept of sun giving heat, like a heartbeat, 
unnoticed in its certainty) upon his stagnant face. 
He is wearing his favorite pants (soft, worn jeans with 

a little give, but not enough so that he forgets to hold 
in his stomach), and from the ample pocket, he takes 
an apple. It is a Red Delicious. Not quite living up to its 
name, but unassuming and secure in its redness – he eats. 

It’s not the best apple he’s ever had, but its good enough. 
The vultures, native to this coveted desert waste circle, 
vying for the core of his Non-Delicious, yet edible fruit. 
And as he Bites into the last white taste of just fine, a glint 

of sunlight flashes briefly – like infinity within dreams, 
off of the vultures black eyes. And all at once he knows – 
everything is. The death birds orbit the terracotta desert 
peek (red and inviting in its dry and unforgiving reality), 

the bird turns away so fast after catching his eye, 
he forgets that he’d ever seen its pulsing recognition. 
The forgettable sunset mollifies him - sedates him,
pacifying his every forgettable non-movement.

It is then, when the last dripping light of day descends 
behind the obvious rock mount; the definite edge 
of darkness falls. Shadows creep slowly and quickly
across the terrestrial rock spine, (engulfing its redness

in its totality) leaving just the remnants of burgundy
skin between yellowing teeth, and a deafening black desert. 
As the sound of raucous wings and ripping jeans dominates
the guttural desert - the vultures take their coveted prize.

*Reposted for Deborah's Something Wicked This Way Comes, Wickedness Contest. :)

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  1. Date: 5/14/2009 3:43:00 PM
    This is truly WICKED..I'm glad its not time for bed..I wouldnt sleep a wink! Conrats on your fine win. BG

  1. Date: 5/14/2009 12:51:00 PM
    Dear Kristin,Congratulations on YOUR Well Deserved Honorable Mention in Deborah's Wickedness Contest ALWAYS...HG

  1. Date: 5/14/2009 10:38:00 AM
    Congratulatins on placing in Deborah's poem. W-I-C-K-E-D Love, Dane

  1. Date: 5/14/2009 6:32:00 AM
    Congratulations on your HM in Deborah's contest. Your poetry is always so amazingly written. Well done. Smiles from Lolita

  1. Date: 5/13/2009 11:53:00 PM
    Congrats on your success in Debbie's contest Kristin Rgds Brian

  1. Date: 5/13/2009 6:55:00 PM
    Congrats with your HM Kristin...Raul

  1. Date: 5/13/2009 5:54:00 PM
    Congratulations on placing in Deborah's Contest, Kristin. This is awesome! Great work, my friend. Ruben.

  1. Date: 5/13/2009 4:43:00 PM
    I loved the wickedness of this crunchy apple of a poem!! A winning poem, Kristin....Congratulations on having it honored in Debbie's contest!! Hooray for you girl...!!!Love, Carrie

  1. Date: 5/13/2009 4:37:00 PM
    So subtle! In the very best way, thought provoking, apocalyptic! Always impressive your work..reminded me of the adage "sometimes you eat the bear...sometimes the bear eats you!" I feel very previlaged to know such as you. Light & Love

  1. Date: 5/13/2009 4:26:00 PM
    YAY KRISTIN! Congratulations on your win on Debbie's contest! Way to go! Love, Shar xoxo

  1. Date: 4/23/2009 2:35:00 PM
    Kristin, I doubt I'll ever catch up on all your great poetry, but given time.......So! AWWWK! Do the vultures get the guy or his red delicious. Ghoul that I am, I hope the rip of the jeans mean the guy. You are so DEEP. I am so DULL! BIG LOVE, daver

  1. Date: 4/17/2009 10:08:00 AM
    ....For it is astonishing itself, from beginning to very end!!!!:):)~And, once again, I truly loved "Your" opening stanza here dear lady~Smile~"You Amaze Me Kristin~For 'You' Have All The Gifts & Tools, of An Astounding Writer!!!!":):)~"Very Beautiful Dear!!!!"~And again, "My Love To 'You & Yours Always,' John!!!"~"Have A Very Beautiful Day Dear Kristin!!!!":):) Bye ~

  1. Date: 4/17/2009 10:02:00 AM
    Smile~I love this creative write of "Yours" too dear lady!!!!:):)~I remember it; yet with a different foot note at the time....Still, it is created from the amazing mind, of an amazing writer!!!!:):)~I usually do not speak about contest; yet, one would have to write something completely astonishing to top this I believe!!!!?:):)....cont....

  1. Date: 4/13/2009 1:20:00 PM
    Oh so deliciously creepy. I remember this wickedly wonderful write and agree it is an awesome entry for the contest! Good luck. Why do I love this so much? Well done Ms. K. Love, Shar

  1. Date: 4/13/2009 12:53:00 PM
    Hi kristin The hair on the back of my neck is standing straight up ha! Wickedly excellent smile. Sending good thoughts your way for your upcoming book! Take care hun. Love Light Truth Patricia Oh, Good luck in contest although I don't think you're going to need it! Love Light Truth Patricia

  1. Date: 4/13/2009 12:46:00 PM
    E---gads----yikes....wicked definitely, and creepy, and absolutely wonderfully amazing...!!! Excellent entry....I may never eat another Red Delicious Apple again!!! whoa!! Good golly, miss polly (Ms. Kristin)!!