I put a sweet, little
title at the top of a

blank page — Apples,
for example and

already I’m thinking, temptation 
and her homemade pie and

Red Delicious, toffee
as well, and temptation

again, the so-called
Garden of Eden,

the Penance Factory,
Macintosh, as I try to

get back to the tangible
present, hoping that the

agency of my reincarnation
blesses me with her smile again

next time.

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