Adam In The Garden Of Eden Poem by Mark Leci

Adam In The Garden Of Eden



The first man on earth was grainy,
His thoughts were like glue on a cardboard garden,
Sticking the sand to his toes
And rotten fruit under his fingernails.

It wasn’t the water rippling under her skin,
It wasn’t the tresses that let the doubt in,
It was imperfection.

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Mark Leci

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