she stood in the hallway
(paced really) where i sat

biting through an apple
crunching its skin
to noisily find its core

the sound mocked me-
it echoed in the empty corridor
the munching absorbed by
nothing-but me
and my rotted teeth-
soon to be exhumed
from my mouth extracted
and tossed into
a plastic lined
dust bin-just like
the fruit that teased me until i bled