Adam & Eve without a Sieve

The demons singing out of heaven now
The angels winging out of hell-maw now
Eternal ministers
seeking reparations
From sinister
The fruit of the garden
Has ripened into children
That wasn’t part of the bargain
Made with the Lord and Adam
Made in the shade of the trees of Eden.
Forgetting Eve in ignorance,
She cannot be held in grievance
For apples in their absence
For preserving her own presence
For doing in her silence
What they daren’t in omniscience
They’ll have to practice patience
They’ll have to practice
Instead she’s punished.
Seething teeth
and gnashing breath
Upon the rotten heath.
Her cries are worming open
Pandora’s hoarde
“ From the Lord,
With Love”


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