Over fly!

Over fly!

Its strange to think were all apples just falling from the tree. At least I find it strange. To think were just falling. Falling falling. Flying flying flying. Overground.
Floating. Fly. Sunlight floats. It doesn't fall. Raindrops fly. Apples Falling. Knot falling. Floating. Flying. Sugar tastes sweet in both the sunshine and the rain.
Aye aye. Little changes. The colour of the apple skin. Grows. Up not down. Float float float your boat.

A seldom miserable onbirthday
to you to you
later suck the candle in my dear
and destroy your apathy
go false
Float fly fly
Over fly!