a wonderful life

[plural]

a yarn
spun by two
into one
which
I thought I would
share with the
rest of you

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Re: complacent stares of hope

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her pursed lips
and clenched eyes

she cries for adam and eve.
for
lost memories of ecstasy.

open the gates she prays.
let me enter that garden again.
she might forget the snake
she might forget the tree
but she can never forget
good and evil.

not for the love of the father doest the prodigal son return

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if only
my blood
would flow
to the
center of
this earth
and wash
our souls
of original sin

wash our mind
of shame
of modesty
before our lord

to forget
is to repeat

if the gates
will not open
then
my dear

then maybe

just perhaps

Re: setting the standard forever.

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mother crying screaming
my baby, my baby.

sometimes practice
doesn't make perfect.

sometimes perfect has no practice.

if the gates
will not open
then
my dear

we shall wait
polishing our apples
outside
pointing out cloud shapes
and speaking
good and evil.

that we can't obtain
inside those gates.

and from the branch hanging down over the gate

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a leave falls
teasing us
by imitation
with it's
and by extention
our rejection

faustian pacts
and angelic worship
replace not
the simple warmth
of proximity

perfection is of
humanity

and on the
seventh day
in a sacrifice
of his own flesh
and bone

man made god
in his own image
and god
was perfect

Re: and the leaf with its spidery veins.

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reaching up towards the sky
grasping the leaf effortlessly
we take that bit of the forbidden tree
trace it with our fingertips

the bit of eden
tucked away
in our pocketbooks and purses
to the city of angels

we go.
content
with the perfection.