so the serpent sheds the sin
as belies a belly that travels
so close to the earth
to transverse into a tree
a scapegoat
if there ever were

I am just a man, of one, but all these thoughts, will it all be gone and for naught? by some simple analogy, an apple, a sin, the real sin is living, and knowing, but how you deal with that knowledge, that hit Newton on the noggin, well, that is the thing, even is this all has no meaning, why not go for it all… even if I also fall short, with you, take my hand, and let’s go.