the apple and the tooth

Open up this cupboard and you’ll find a bone of everyone inside
Breathe life into articles and breathe in particles before our time
An apple in our vision is the object on the supple tip of boughs
But remember that the apple is the wood and the wood becomes the substance for
the plough
Just as the polished shiny tooth is cradled in the softest fleshy gum
Remember that the product’s not assembled like an architect that builds a house
And the apple never got attached
And therefore didn’t get detached