apples

i've stopped eating
apples completely.
i'm not sure why,
or how this happened.
i still like to look
at them in the grocery
stores, neatly stacked,
and shiny, begging in
the neon glow to be
taken home, but no.
i've lost my desire
for apples, the red
and juicy ones, the
green and tart ones,
the soft yellows, and
those that are striped
in pastel colors with
an alluring look of
sweetness. but now i
pass them all by, i
push my cart without
so much as lustful
glance. i blame it all
on you, but in a
good way, i'm glad
that with apples, i
am through.