The first time ever
Her naked skin felt the air
Black, beady eyes staring
From their inconspicuous green tower
Bloodshot brunette biting her tongue
“But it tasted so sweet.”
Rough calluses like dew drops on her
Flower-petal hands
That squeezed her breasts
Trying to suffocate the shame
That had sank into her soul
Like a purple poison with no antidote.
Silently toppling paradise
Simultaneously ruins reputations
He fell from his tower of lies
His billion sons
Taking to dirt-holes, old boots, hot terrariums
Forever relishing his triumph
Lifeless eyes in the grass.
Sweaters for the shame
Battle scars from the war
The same long brown tendrils
Flowing, swinging, some as soft
As they were in that green haven
Some even smell like the sweet betrayal.
Now, he – himself – floats there
His blind eyes long dead
But baring his black choppers
Immobile and posed
Her stupidity lives on
In brown books and windows
But her body shattered
And fell here, there, everywhere
Her billion daughters.
Every day since their Mother
Had to pawn all of the jewels
And wept at breakfast
As they ate the stale toast.
Only enough for the children
Mother had been reduced to the ribs
That she road in on.
Their fists
Diamonds in the rough made of calluses
Chiseled smooth with creamy, chemical hand lotion
Come back to stretch and point
Manicured, delicate fingers
At the beast who forsake their gender
And he knew he had lost.
Author notes
This is a HUGE allusion to Adam & Eve of the bible. I wrote it for Poetry class at KU. We'll see how it goes.
Adding your comment: