Into the garden
Leapt the toe of eve she felt the grass upon her sole not the snakehead yet it slid up against her thigh wrapped slimy against the opening. The first time.
Pleasure received by the gift opening the mouth. Mindful treacherous sin.
The last time Adam climbed the tree from there an apple fell. “Tell her to eat it”.
The juice was dripped sweetening her lips. Ravenous he ripped the seed from her belly.
Rapid gushing of red to signal violence had occurred. Slippery slice of life.
When the police came he told them that she asked for it. The apple.
Garden Loop