Slicing An Apple

1. for the smoothness is gone only now, do i detect stone too cool for the ends of the fingers. 2. often my watch seemed broken unable to keep time i smile now for i will never be on time. 3 i use to watch time with roman numerals but know time watches me so i see myself walk by backwards. 4. as words disperse from a old dictionary the pages all have the same chapters . but new characters grow on the branches as the stars swim where the leaves of knowledge cannot touch. 5. now is the time for touching the lips are plump with temptation but poems still taste of ink. 6. fruit with seeds in the inner chambers the metaphor that hides inside that will reproduce other symbols as i cut it into segments of slices for somewhere a teacher waits...