Gravity
attachment snapped by weight
weightlessness
freefalling
how do you like them apples
ripe or bruised
all good for something
pies, sauce, cider,
knocking logic into simple skulls
inspiration or an idea in youth
rolling downhill
bruised
baptised in a river
bobbed and eaten by some animal
passed and fertilized
an appletree
who said the apple doesnt fall far
not all ride the roots of ancestry
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