Adam’s Rib
A graceful mind, you shame forgiveness
a self-absorbed angel, face as always expressionless
countenance of blessing, a god could not bestow
you’re only self, what flesh can only show
the body reveals, but the mind never truly knows
Eden’s end with manu-fractured missile precision
the bargaining for earthly destruction
a caption in time, a particle, a bubble
created without rhyme or reason
is this all we could be if we tried a little harder
Heaven would be attained
if we could walk out of hell
…burned by the sun (son)
reaching for light…
…feeling for life
turned back towards one
its all the same, no need for name
sum of whole, parts undone
Dripping, flames down
to escape percolating stain of heat
marking of pain by bruising
the regret through nursing
the eventual ingraining of that which
has yet that distinct succinct
displeasure of dripping
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