don't sit under the apple tree

bored
out of your mind.
you take up
archery.
you buy a
bow and arrow
set
and a target
that you
place in your backyard.
but your
yard
is only thirty
feet long,
so it's an
easy shot.
you hit the red
bullseye
nearly everytime.
you need more of
a challenge.
you hear your neighbor
mildred in her backyard,
sweeping pine needles
and singing an
andrew sister's song.
when she looks over
and says, oh my.
what are you doing
young man?
you tell her
to get a couple
of apples
and come on over.
you make her
stand with an
apple on her
head and one in
each hand at the back
fence, as far away
as possible.
she's trembling,
but smiling too
in that sweet way
that she does.
aiming as best you can
you shoot your
first arrow at
the apple on her head,
sadly, you miss.
when you arrive in
your cell at the prison
after a speedy trial
you look out the mesh
wire window
looking out over
the prison yard.
not much is going on,
you are bored, again.