- Flux Magazine
"Eden" by Amanda Pape
The demon fingered sacred fruit
Fucked the fire into ash
The ice was nearly split apart
The Lord lapped at the gash
Squirming, under wicker thorns
Miss Eve was raptured raw
Belial slithered up from hell
Left only bones to gnaw
The angel waved his mighty sword
And shed his loathsome wings
Adam bathed till blood was drawn
But smoke to him still clings
When Eden’s gates were locked and cold
Eve still stroked each bar
She said, What is there left of me,
but tits before a scar?
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