garden of life
endless joy and peace

limited knowledge
such a small price to pay
the harmless legless thing
seemed so insignificant
and the tree
so ripe and full

it was all in the apple
the first bite

he watched
as all that was perfect
and pure
fell from her lips
in the juice
dripping from forbidden fruit
rolling over her chin
creating a sugary trail
down her neck

he was consumed
by flesh and tasted too

when it was done
there was nothing left
of paradise
but the smell of
a rotting orchard
sweet stench of death
the cost
of enlightenment

01/30/2005

Posted on 01/31/2005
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