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The Apple Store - Jan. 30, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jan 30, 2024
  • 1 min read

a place where you can converse

pecking with two fingers and soon

probably with a keyboard in your mind

 

or learn to speak to a shiny screen

when not asking dizzying questions

the old-fashioned way

 

there’s a kind of madness in the crowd

at an Apple store   everyone falling

into the black hole of a higher mind

 

that suddenly makes me

want an apple too

 

in my mouth

 

extracting juice

 

sitting in the shade

 

not a soul around

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