The Fall

Unforgiving sun, heat beating my back
as I slithered my way through open field.
Dry air ate energy like it swallowed water
daring to show its reflective face.

Half reptile, half human,
deception in the garden bittered my heart.
Human dreams dirtied by constant consequences
of that first bite.

I dreamt of heaven in heat-induced sleep more like fitful tossing.
Moving through realms the pearly gates blinded,
gold streets burned soles,
angelic choirs sang in foreign tongues.

I wished to wake to my own fathomable hell,
of beginnings understood,
in impurities willingly indulged
my serpent in her comfort zone.

My earth tones yet ready for the
pigment of celestial heights.

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