In the Grove

Attempt after attempt fails.
The inbox of my life
once again fills itself
up to the roof where
I have tucked myself away
trying to escape from
a world where unmindful
breathing carrying one apple
in an outstretched hand
exhales with a hiss 
endangering all who simply
seek to gather in the midst
of the grove of fruit trees.

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