|"Poison Apple" by SinfulEyes of Deviant Art|
In this orchard of silver apples upon the trees
Is temptation served on a platter, but lest
Picked by none other but the delicate hand
Of the eternal strife between mankind and I
A chrome masterpiece upon the bar stool.
Waiting to be tapped from the faucet of hops
Into a tall glass of water and lustful hysteria
Swirling around in circles from laced wisteria
Her delicate and soothing bliss a tremor
On the lips of a fallen angel whose wings
Lift me into the lost and forgotten sky.
I drank the applesauce and licked my fingers
Clean of the red blood so delicately streaming
And tasted of the seven deadliest of sins,
But I didn't listen to the asp of the silver trees
Nor my father who knew better than I,
And now I lay here in squandering sire
Spread eagle in the chemicals of my desire.
A nice little twist on the poisoned apple from Snow White mixed with concepts of the Garden of Eve.