After the ruckus about snakes,
apples and Eve’s avaricious grasping lips,
she and Adam lost their gig as garden-tenders,
took to the road
without passport, visa, or any
picture I.D.,
couldn’t find a home,
got turned down for job after job
and couldn’t even register to vote.
Adam found a hustle
running numbers for the Godfather
and Eve sold her avaricious lips
to passers-by on Paradise Street.
So when Cain tried to cop his plea,
he blamed it all on women
and their insatiable lips,
a condemnation tongued by generations of men
who insist that snakes should be free
to slither inside whatever warm holes.
wherever they will.
Sam Friedman is a health researcher, poet, and lifelong activist and socialist. He has published two books of poetry and multiple chapbooks, as well as many poems in magazines and websites.
