Apple
My companion is an apple
Eaten on the way to work
As I ride the city bus
My apple is my excuse
To ignore my neighbor
My deliberate chomping hides
The noises that aggravate
I shrink behind my innocent shield
My smoke screen"my curtain
Protecting my vulnerable heart
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