Eden Sacked
Board up the doors becauseNothing is off-limits in the bed chamber
It's funny how we sacked Eden with our
"Napalm olive rendition love concoction"
We overcame her with our
"Slash and burn organic retribution endgame tactics"
We've drowned in the newness of
Our own cognitive reality
It's funny how she only gently whimpered
As we took her to the ground
In her newfound exstatic distopia
We heard her write her wisdom on the walls
"with every relationship love is just
a risk we will have to take"
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