Welcome to eden
where fruit grows lush and ripening
Apples are everywhere
sweet sin and blooming night
Won't you follow me into the garden?
Sin is shining and burning and
Piercing into my skin without consequence except
The obvious one
Falling all around me in this heavenly nightmare
Welcome to eden
God is dead
And opening its flowers all around me
Is summer sadness
Where my soul is too big for my body
Buds and tainted polaroid pictures
Skateboarding and bleach tipped hair
Everything is destruction
Welcome to eden
Find or lose a person and make them your religion
Welcome to eden where
I was always Eve except now i’m the snake

The drafty window closes, men age like wine, women age like milk
as death's for what bag boy sinners do, those who spin like spinners
spun from old Nepal's Samia catepillar that spins castor Eri-era silk

I was so mystified by dumb tricks & tired of your busy labels, that I
farted a final, tired **** at the Christmas tree 'neath the kitchen table
with my girl whose able ****'s cuntier than the **** of Betty Grable
naked on my couch, legs parted, full lips pink & mental state stable
I cinched up her chin up with a bridle strap softer than copper cable
that races results to imputely defile the worst nursery-rhyming fable
The drafty window closes, men age like wine, women age like milk
as death's for what bag boy sinners do, those who spin like spinners
spun from old Nepal's Samia catepillar that spins castor Eri-era silk