a fat happy adam
sits in the shadow
under that tree
munching on apples- constantly;
drunk on knowledge
in a few moments of clarity
he thinks, aloud-
“this is all because of she”
when no doubt
the temptation was takin in
by purely the choice of he.

the vessel is not yours to decry
if you empty the contents
with thine own hands.
the delivery, the deliverer, no matter-
your weakness is in your own hands
that is the true knowledge
of that bite
from that tree
serpent’s tongue or none.

Notes: this is one that literally came to me whole in my mind as I was driving (which happens often, not so much lately but is part of the arrows in my quiver usually). In my head I have that famous pic of adam touching god’s hand on the Sistine Chapel but that same Adam fat and lazy propped up against the tree of knowledge in the garden of “non knowledge” … I mean, because if there is a tree of knowledge isn’t the Garden of Eden really the Garden of Ignorance… or at best Innocence/Virginity? Just throwing that thought out there… your thoughts?