Ladders
"You say you don't know, but you do know."
Incy-wincy wake up in the dark
go outside to the expansion
piss and look up at the stars
walk around the orchard
it’s a kind of animal park
working around the clock
the fruit was as dangerous
as we once picked for knowledge
(the evil pastoral grins)
screw you a life on the land
working three months of Mondays
one rung up and two more down
with heigh-ho and awful rash
sweat and concentrated bugs
the fork-lift collects the bins
a shotgun resting underneath
apple-pickers worse than bad apples
economics of loss and flowers
© 2015 Rob Schackne
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