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Adam’s Second Day (waiting for Eve)

A POEM

By Thomas Noe | May 1985

For him, tomorrow is another world.

But still he’d like to bring a god to earth…

Or someone…someone not to be alone.

To be alone, like God, is never good.

 

Around the Adam’s feet a devil curled

And bound him to a tree, its fruit not worth

The price of sin as yet, its juice unknown

To Adam, even though he knew he could.

 

Around his heart a robe of skin was furled,

An opening to ease the touch of birth.

When it would come. The flaw was not disowned,

But welcomed, in the shade of knowl­edge-wood.

 

The one who sees his ribs as but a cage

Will free the Adam when she comes of age.

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