made from dirt and the bones of a woman
yet carried by earth
this is the first Adam
shedding land and water
for hunger
temptation, ice in the belly
an apple beyond reach
you've got hands but
this doesn't mean you can
make a fist around
everything you can touch
Adam, sleeps to fend off
boredom that comes
when one sees too much of heaven
plentiful to waste, a significant
missing of wants
soft stone for a bed
laughter echos alone over water
like God's spirit
until soft hands nudged you awake
Adam, mine you are a different name
half syllables of a song
unapproved lyrics.
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