Night Tea Orange Apple Time

The apples are still green
That is there are still green apples on top of the brown ugly microwave.
There is a little silver tinfoil-wrapped package of charcoal for incense.
Naval oranges in a plastic bag, inside a basket.
And a Japanese Luck Cat sitting half-assed on the edge of a thick book called
The Aquarian Conspiracy

There was a conspiracy.

Look at July to see the lie.

There is a tarot deck, my grandfather's copy
of Alcoholics Anonymous.

There are Aesop's Fables and some philosophy books.

The incense burner is clean.

It is finally over.