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Genesis
You’re the Genesis of this entire shitty world—you’re the beginning and the end. Bloody, drooling, hungry, needy. You’re the apple on the Tree of Knowledge, you’re the serpent whispering in my ear. I want to take a bite, I want to listen, but it’s bad for me. Your naked form lies before me and goddammit is it tantalizing, a round, plump apple resting upon a forbidden tree. I reach forward, wanting to feel your warmth so badly, but when my hand rests on your chest, it’s cold. Why are you cold?
By Allison Jones8 years ago in Poets











