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in the beginning
God knew
the Fruit was trouble
but She gorged on it
the lure
of all possible
to heavy to contain
She burst
everywhere
forever
singularly lost
in everything found
later in the garden
talking to Eve
about the Fruit
it's all we ever
talk about really
"it's all yours" God says
Everything
cept the Fruit
yet the stars are far apart
running away like petulant children
to the edge of time
background radiation
has lost it's luster
God's lonely
and cold
wants to feel
hot again
through us
over the eons
our story's been
cleaned up a bit
simplified
God said This
and then it Was
Light and Dark
Rock and Water
Trees and Beast
the Truth is more
explosive
wet
bloody
from their thousand head-million eye
monster faces demons saw
galaxies destroyed
angels tasted in their sharp crimson stained teeth
the sacrifice of innocence
bejeweled cock spears and radiant cunt moons
crisscrossed the heavens
islands formed from the dripping collisions of
of their passing
and the black horned red Devil
that's God's own clever
invention, to hide Her voyeurs heart
behind feigned concern for our fate
don't let God fool you
she likes watching lions eat the lambs
and that day in the garden
when i was talking to Eve
about the Fruit
and she leaned in
long dark hair
brushing my bare chest
put her hand right between my legs
and warmly whispered in my ear
eat the fruit Adam
from my garden
God orgasmmmm-ed
every star flickered
and the Universe
was one hot kiss
from starting again
and for a moment
as we shared God's passion for Fruit
God was not alone
already wet
my lips find your core
your back vaults
like the bright arch of sun
on the horizon's breast
your insides tremor
like the rolling land when shook
your fruit oozes in and around my mouth
tumbles like a cascade
over my lips
drips down your thigh
eyes closed in trance
you squeeze your legs like a serpent
around my tongue
press my breath hard into your boiling sea
i drown in you
moaning lava
like a bleeding volcano
from a planet's lust
after
i stand
before you
i'm hungry you say
make a fire
find something to kill
or i will
we must eat now to live
the Fruit was trouble
but She gorged on it
the lure
of all possible
to heavy to contain
She burst
everywhere
forever
singularly lost
in everything found
later in the garden
talking to Eve
about the Fruit
it's all we ever
talk about really
"it's all yours" God says
Everything
cept the Fruit
yet the stars are far apart
running away like petulant children
to the edge of time
background radiation
has lost it's luster
God's lonely
and cold
wants to feel
hot again
through us
over the eons
our story's been
cleaned up a bit
simplified
God said This
and then it Was
Light and Dark
Rock and Water
Trees and Beast
the Truth is more
explosive
wet
bloody
from their thousand head-million eye
monster faces demons saw
galaxies destroyed
angels tasted in their sharp crimson stained teeth
the sacrifice of innocence
bejeweled cock spears and radiant cunt moons
crisscrossed the heavens
islands formed from the dripping collisions of
of their passing
and the black horned red Devil
that's God's own clever
invention, to hide Her voyeurs heart
behind feigned concern for our fate
don't let God fool you
she likes watching lions eat the lambs
and that day in the garden
when i was talking to Eve
about the Fruit
and she leaned in
long dark hair
brushing my bare chest
put her hand right between my legs
and warmly whispered in my ear
eat the fruit Adam
from my garden
God orgasmmmm-ed
every star flickered
and the Universe
was one hot kiss
from starting again
and for a moment
as we shared God's passion for Fruit
God was not alone
already wet
my lips find your core
your back vaults
like the bright arch of sun
on the horizon's breast
your insides tremor
like the rolling land when shook
your fruit oozes in and around my mouth
tumbles like a cascade
over my lips
drips down your thigh
eyes closed in trance
you squeeze your legs like a serpent
around my tongue
press my breath hard into your boiling sea
i drown in you
moaning lava
like a bleeding volcano
from a planet's lust
after
i stand
before you
i'm hungry you say
make a fire
find something to kill
or i will
we must eat now to live
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