Adam and Eve

Tonight you stooped to my level

I am your mangy little whore

now you're trying to find your underwear

and then your socks and then the door

and you're trying to find a reason

why you have to leave

but I know it's 'cuz you think you're adam

and you think I'm eve

You rhapsodize about beauty

and my eyes glaze

everything I love is ugly

I mean really, you would be amazed

just do me a favor

it's the least that you can do

just don't treat me like i am

something that happened to you

I am truly sorry about all this

You put a tiny pin prick

in my big red balloon

and as I slowly start to exhale

that's when you leave the room

I did not design this game

I did not name the stakes

I just happen to like apples

and I am not afraid of snakes

I am truly sorry about all this

I envy you your ignorance

I hear that it's bliss

So I let go the ratio

of things said to thing heard

as I leave you to your garden

and the beauty you preferred

and I wonder what of this

will have meaning for you

when you've left it all behind

I guess I'll even wonder

if you meant it

at the time