Zodiacal Light
faintly glowing triangular in the night sky
in the eastern horizon
a blood moon is rising
quite specific
as she and the sun begin an elliptic
dance
as I, in a trance
remain ignorant to temptation
while the space dust
cast an aurora of doubt over
our bond of trust
Five daily prayers
tribes with different appearances
walking in pairs
laughing and chatting amicably
as another day in Paradise begins
for this, our earthly community
forged in blessed unity
As we made love last night
your apple tasted slightly bitter
I detected minute traces of cyanide
I wonder why
yet I need not ask for you and I
were born without the ability to lie
so come
Living One (Eve) let's alllow another glorious day
to pass by
as we become consumed by our shared intimacy
born as we are totally free
of temptation and Original Sin
The Manipulation
a new sensation
caused by your innocent curiosity
of a man resting peacefully
under the Tree
of Everlasting Life
you introduced yourself as my wife
he smiled
and complimented your aloe scent
yet spoke with an accent
unfamiliar in this
the confluence
of the Tigris and Euphrates
the Supreme's urgent missive
of a fallen Angel orginating in Hades
I blissfully ignored
while being consumed by the contours
of your Sepia pores
Living One
what is wrong ?
these screams at night you attempt to stifle
why does your menstrual cycle
now contain the blood of my blood
tainted with your bodily juices released
no worries in the least
I will consult the Supreme
by the way
did you hear the idle gossip
speaking of a man beast
making appearances at midnight
in the Garden of the Baptismal Fire?
Why is lightning striking
igniting
virgin spruce
it's as if the Supreme has no use
for New Birth
The Father speaks of a curse
beseeching me to memorize Chapter and Verse
I admit, with Him I was rather terse
for simultaneously
you were calling me
and to you I am forever devoted
I must inquire
Living One, why this morning the desire
for me to eat of this one apple when so many
grow in the garden
a panther slinks by
begging my pardon
I notice his usually warm greeting
has become hardened
Maybe one of his brood is feeling under the weather
I will visit them tonight with herbs
to make them feel better
together
you and I
fall to our knees for Evening Prayer
I sneak a glance and wonder why
you are not looking to the skies
why
the vacant stare
Once more you implore me
to sample this unique delicacy
is not an apple an apple
much like the grapes of wrath
growing wild on the vines
you whisper
we are running short of time
such blasphemy
by the Father's decree
you and I will live in the throes of our intimacy
for eternity
You speak to me of a Man beast
a beautiful being from the East of
our Eden
give your comprehensive reasons
as I contemplate the specter
of being on par with the Supreme
for so long I admit
it has been an inconvenient dream
Living One
your are my religion
my conviction
so I will ignore the Father's teaching
that no man doeth more evil
than in the pursuit of earthly Divinity
yes, today I choose to ignore contemptuously
such a banal homily
I take a bite
of the apple
instantaneously
my conscience grapples
with my naivety
I have horrible images before me
of the Father's Son coming
and being pursued by your new man friend
during the Nativity
what have you done to me!
Alas
It doesn't matter
now we have tasted the bitter cider
from this tempting cup
we need to cover up
our nakedness
one question Living One
this rendezvous with the Fallen One
this tryst
did you not attempt to resist?
The sky instantly darkens
rumors of war begin
within
the Rainbow Coalition
men now separating their kin
from the various races in the Garden
beginning a mass Exodus
from this, our Sacred dust
and the God we trust
yes Living One
I am angry you succumbed to the Wicked One's lust
but still we must
stand togehter as one
for I've heard
whispered
the Accuser was once the Father's favorite Angelic son
Come Living One
it seems we have been shunned
by our once loving Father
no further apologies I need from you
why bother
we must face our future without security
but know I WILL NOT leave your side
and will glady pay the tithe
of certain death
rathaer than be bereft
of your loving embrace
still
for my life and its inevitable completion
I will never forget the taste
of the first apple laced
with traces
of cyanide
come ,
let us find shelter and hide
for I AM-DAMNED and can no longer speak the language
of the panthers, lions, cheetahs and hyenas
in the Garden of Good and Evil

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