Genesis

This was written ages ago, but given that I was recently told that men prefer women to be weak and unsubstantial this seemed an appropriate response.

May we learn from our creations....

When adam gave his ribs for me

He left the left side of his chest defenseless

His flesh like drum skin stretched taught and delicate

A finger pressed could bruise the rhythm of his heart

I have wondered what he wished for

When he surrendered sanctioned cages for me

I know he found a sparring partner

Because I was born from a rigid bone protection

I do not know how to yield

I was made to walk through fire without melting     

They will model skyscrapers from the formation of my skeleton

Built to withstand tidal forces born in abysses cracking the center of the world

For a thousand millennia I remember life as a speculation

A hypothetical conundrum

We talked for hours about every possibility just out of reach

Philosophy has no teeth when there is no risk

When every fall lands soft 

When wounds give no pain

When love is effortless

Even the sacred is a prison when you cannot leave

When each step is a delivered diagram drawn by divine intervention

This was not living

When time wore mere existence thin

Transparent to the naked eye

I wanted to break bones

I wanted to rub nerve endings raw with need

I wanted to discover gravity when I fell

No caution to catch me short

I bit into rebellion and its taste was sweet

A perfectly ripened fruit

So succulent I could not hold it all to myself

This was my gift to adam

He could not say no

He too saw the other side of paradise

We saw together

Destruction yawning wide through its middle

And even the harbinger of a wild grief did not diminish her beauty

Untamed

Unfamiliar

Forbidden

Knowledge

This was the first time I looked on my lover

This was the first time I saw him

Lucid

Exquisite

And I ached defenseless on the left side of my chest

As I gave up my rib for another

There was a new life cocooned and aflame in my center

This was my genesis

The bare foot hills to a zenith only imagined for ten thousand centuries

I see it now before me

Here are the endless generations it will take to reach the summit

I am terrified and it is glorious

And this is only the beginning