An Apple a Day

As Eve perceived,
And Adam’s apple,
Lodged within his throat:

The culminating circumstance
Of diabolic form; cast out.

In sequence with the Serpent’s stare,
We dressed ourselves in cuneiform.

Left hostages out in open doorways,
Their weathering and scars,
As we devoured flesh;
Byte by byte.

A digital apocalypse.

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