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Heated Breath
heated Breath
David J Walker
In the beginning
I knew nothing
The end will be the same
Bourn of a single drop of water
heated by the breath of God
Odd the
mix of mire
Refined in fire
And I am Adam lying in the grass
missing a rib
A woman named Eve mentions
Honeymoon options in Mexico
The next I know
The boys are arguing… again
Who is in charge of this scene
It can’t be the snake….
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