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| *images: Lilian Broca |
| Darling Gregory, Thank you for bearing the brunt of my woman anxst and allowing your man-voice to counter everything without creating an apocalypse *grin* .. xxxx |
| Lilith:
And what more could I have done, dear one? You curled your lip, turned away again, Was it that my kiss sought more than lip service to desire? Why did you say Nothing? I thought that we were both awake and that we shared the same dream. We didn�t and it fell apart, all fell again from there Adam: How could I tell you what I was My voice being God's ? For you were not my rib nor reason , Desire�s draconian deliverance, My dream was never spoiled For there was always another you Waiting in the wings of the angels, Always another child to mourn As long as my seed was God�s seed Eve: And so where are we now, dear silent one? I bore your children, now they eat, Oh, they eat the core of me And I miss my �I� Why did you say Nothing? I ground myself into your dust time after time, subservience was a bitter fruit in the face of passion unfulfilled in the memory of she who knew exactly what you wanted, though she failed. |
| Adam:
How could you know what desires Played within me? For always Lucifer Lamented his broken wings and it was you Who failed, for you served your own desire I would not talk but by God�s own tongue And you might have dug a grave in the dust For all your work, but it was she I desired Who was you before you ate that bitter fruit Lilith: We had it all, you and I, my passion was fire wild and forest free while yours, muted, frightened, left me wanting and confused alone was it that you thought of she who let stars fall abandoned at her feet and sought not to save them so that? Adam: Always you were alone, and when I came You were again, alone, and I came when I Was not alone and wanted your wildness For you were free, and she, whose stars Were free had chained me to eternal suffering We had nothing, for you had everything I had my aloneness and my suffering Now, well, for your suffering you know mine |
| Eve:
Why was it not enough that I was made from bones and fears, surrounded by a graveyard of dead stars lost before they breathed like the babes I bore for us, for you, the ones who bore the brunt of your dashed dreams of passion? Adam: We, who have borne worlds and nations Having vanished into the twilight between Passion and dreams of passion, could Never be like the substance that made us Breathe or sparked the furnace of the stars So we are lost, and there will always be more children Lilith: The demons aren�t so bad but what hurts me now Is how you are shut down from her, The one who let your children Live to fight for All of us While I still kill The lot of them because I can, Because I must, because you would say nothing. Adam: You cannot cry for what you do not know And so you kill for what you do, Oh that I should speak to deliver myself having given My children to God�s deliverance and you are merely Eve lamenting her broken wings because you must, Because my tongue would cry but knows not my children |