Magritte’s apple

Ok, I get it
Reason alone is boring.
Like an apple on a hat
Which isn’t eaten.
But what’s not?
A woman’s body turned to rainbowed window. Fair enough.
But don’t pretend to know
What your subconscious is saying
Much less mine.
You are bored, ok.
I can relate to that.
Just say so, and we can
Walk and talk and look at odd birds
Or something stimulating.
But, if you thesis is: I too am bored.
That’s just not enough
To go on.
Ok, you now left your newspaper
On her breast
And it became a rainbow.
I’ll go with that, as your cigar
Burns out….
Thanks at least
For that much
Old lonely friend.
Your still an apple in my eye
Regardless. But,
Could’ve used a bouquet
Made of fruit
About now.
Not an apple in a man’s eye-
Even Toulouse knew how to wear a shoe
On his hat. Still, thanks
For trying to not get bored
In your times friend.
I would suggest getting out more
And mixing with the locals, or
To eat an apple together with someone.
Life get’s juicier when you eat and enter it! But, by the way, great blazer suit.
You must be still so dapper!
Thanks for sharing your surreal snapshots friend. And I liked your hat!