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    THE CONSUMATION (OF TEMPTATION)

    Adam

    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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    • 28 February 2011
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