Garden of Eden
The flowers were
fleeting, ephemeral.
The most artistic project
ever attended to by God.
You can’t have an Adam and Eve
without a garden.
Flowers shine.
They were the main event.
The plants couldn’t have been
any better
and all we remember
is Adam and Eve
being assholes.
God littered when put mankind here.
Adam to Eve
You were my hero.
I hope you know that.
I know you think I was the hero,
but look at you.
Look at what you’re doing.
You’re as hot as the fiery volcano
we were born beneath.
God made you love me.
I annoyed you.
I was in love with you
from the moment I saw you.
God made us together.
I did not come first.
All of of our races you came first in,
because you sprinted like a beauty
who never had feet before.
God laughed at the way
you ran
because you looked
like a beautiful ray of sunshine—
holding hope in your fingertips.
You are beautiful as the apple
you bit into and shared with me.
You ate the core.
Eve to Adam
I don’t remember the beginning that well.
What a blur.
I forgot God made us together.
So does everybody else.
I thought you were the hero of the story.
I thought I wouldn’t exist without you.
I thought He made you and you said,
“Hey, take the worst parts of me
and put them together
and make a shitbag person
who eats apples
from trees that are forbidden.”
I have a relationship with misery,
but you erase all the pain
with your understanding eye contact.
Those relaxing eyes.
And so we leave today for the real world.
I feel a pain in my rib.
Let’s breathe in air—
the air that God once breathed
into our nostrils.
It was paradise to be with you in paradise.
It’ll be paradise to be with you in the real world.
God to Eve and Adam
So you two think I created you.
What you two rascals don’t understand
is that I created myself
by creating you two.
Stay standing.