“Ew”, she said, you ate the core!
I’ve never seen that done before
|Iron, Wood and Stone, Nishihongan-ji Temple, Kyoto Japan, March 2017|
Isn’t that for the birds?
Or animals that stand in herds?
Yes, that is how you were taught.
But consider a different thought
Although all you’ve ever heard –
Is core’s for garbage and the birds?
Yet, what’s the texture?
What’s the taste?
Upon what are your choices based?
How does it feel between your teeth?
That pulpy flesh that holds the seeds
Of the core, now take heed –
Is it tender?
Is it tough?
Can you ever have enough?
Use your teeth and masticate?
Now describe the after taste?
How does it feel?
Worse than the peel?
Use your tongue, a savory feast
Yet you’ve only fed some beast?
Hold your tradition, I do not care
Just avert your eyes, please do not stare
I’m not from space
Your world to shake
Simply said the apple’s core
Is still an apple just a little more.