Wednesday, February 9, 2011

A body without legs....

I am tired of being Eve-- ill
at ease in the garden. I ate
an apple; they said it made me sin
but really, I was stricken by
the venom of a serpent--
(surely, my Father knows, he will
protect me, surely, my reputation)
but it was a man who found me
first, fallen, "Eve-- ill, Eve--
fallen ill
in the garden; how will she recover
the grace afforded her?"
They did not
rest my head peacefully in a bed
of roses; rather, threw me to the thorns
where the serpent's venomous weave
enveloped my form; I became
a body without legs.

1 comment:

becca said...

wow powerful well done