Eve’s Fall Through Technology

     Ate the apple. Stop.

     Serpent in love. Stop.

     Leaves browning,

     berries sprouting mold.

     Everything dropping,

     staining my feet. Stop.

Can you forgive me?

     I can let it ring all night, high-pitched bells

     black as the bags under your eyes.

     Are you still jealous I was chosen?

     He slithered off

     fast as the snuff of a candle.

But my ringing won’t stop.

     After you blogged me off, everyone shunned me.

     Even the spam has stopped.

     My inbox so empty

     I surf unjammed

to nowhere.

     Is this really what you want?

     Me marooned 8? Me :’’’)? Me SOZ?

     No, not SOZ.

                                         RU there? WTF

     ILU IHA

     The serpent is not my BF.

                                         TARFU

     I dn’t know how t stop fruit from falling.

                                         Only t run louder than any letters can spell

     You want grace?

LF

     8 = infinity

     :’’’ = weeping

     SOZ = sorry

     IHA = I hate acronyms

     BF = boyfriend

     TARFU = things are fucked up

LF = Let’s fuck