i eve was made from the bone of man the flesh of You.
created to hold the weight of the sun and moon in my uterus,
to take the fall of humanity,
designed in the image of the earth goddess
with the energy of god to will snakes and trees
and the movement of sheep
left to die, and all of the eves after,
but you will surely die too
the day i crushed the apple between my teeth
i felt the way in which the world would end
the planets will go to war
our mother will turn to dust
god will collect her and sprinkle her ashes along the milky-way.
i have discovered death.
his realm rests in the nook of time,
behold good and evil
the wrath of god made soup of your bones.
i swallowed my tongue,
you watched my lungs cave in grief,
stood there as i ate myself
Confess. tell them who it was that got me to betray the lord.
i can no longer ignore the stench of madness.