Non-Erotic PoetryEast of Edenexpelled from fleshy paradises,
thrust into an uncaring world,
tethered to bodies
that cry out in anguish for
foodwaterwarmthlove.
We frantically
try to placate them,
tiptoeing along
a crumbling cliff,
knowing each step
could be our last, and so
we take refuge
in the comfort of skin,
seeking to regain for just a moment
our fleshy Edens,
and thus
we are born.
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