Saturday, November 12, 2011

B is for Adam & Eventful

We walked away from humanity that day 
In hopes of something grander 
So I 
Called her god 
And she 
Said the same 
And often she called aloud my name. 
Vain imaginings ran the course
And the leaves of the food that took us higher 
Now clothed us in remorse. 
“Poor Adam” 
“Poor Eve” 
Poor knowledge sent away till our children woke up. 
As us. 
And gods were born to them. 
Vain imaginings… 

December 17, 2010 
Adam & Eventful 
Three Text Maximum 
© tracy j h