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Ladies at the Applesauce Factory

The ladies at the applesauce factory
choose the juiciest slices eight hours a day.

The ladies at the applesauce factory
get sick of the scent of apple.

The ladies at the applesauce factory
see apples in their husbandsí big bellies.

The ladies at the applesauce factory
sigh to a green apple moon every night.

The ladies at the applesauce factory
die and enter a paradise free of apples.

Gary Charles Wilkens
Copyright © 2006

 

GARY CHARLES WILKENS teaches composition at Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, Texas. His poems have appeared in the Texas Review, the Cortland Review, the Adirondack Review, the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, and Pemmican. His first collection, The Red Light was My Mind, is forthcoming from the Texas Review Press.


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