The Garden Revisited *un[consummated]
by glen still

When I got back from paradise
& realised that we were not angelic
For whatever failings that we both exhibited
We kept our own lives straight
[on the narrow]
You chose meditation & migration
I chose a dose of one hundred percent
& words to find my way
Back down from the clouds
[high on poetic justice]

I took on a soul
Named by a little boy
[who I once was]
Who envisioned the whole world
As his playground
[stepped out first foot forward]
Was suddenly administered reality
Coming as it may
Shot at a target
Circling the dot on the forehead
[cowboys & Indians]
[hand steady - ready shoot!]
[doctors & nurses]
[here take this vaccination]
That seed is hard to crack now
Growing on the vine

Whiskey & wined into the soil
Enduring time
[fighting off nature]
Thick skinned
[sharing it's resistance]
But full of warmth & color
If & when it ever
Gets cut again
[heart]

When we were cast out of the garden
It was acknowledged
We had played with fire
[beyond god & sexuality]
Now we chase the oracle
[We were so close]
A voice or a vision
Something that reaffirms
Our intention
Too give it a try
One more time
 
The garden revisited
We venture out
To hunt & kill
We were almost human
[we almost had our identities consummated]

02.02.09
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