When Adam ate the forbidden fruit what did it taste like?  
All the good things life has to offer? 
All the bad? 
Did it taste like sunbeams? 
Like a childs rithmic gigles?
Like The sick, upside-down, im-going-to-pee-myself rolicoster feeling? 
Like tight hugs? 
Did it taste as good as fields of flowers feel? 
Like rain? 
Like farness? 
Like the saltyness of sweat-or tears? 
Like silence? 
Like long open nights? 
Like unanswered texts? 
Like lunches alone? 
Like the sting of liquor?  
Like raisors
Or did it taste like blood?