original sin in the year of our lord 2009

I was sitting on the train
thinking about original sin
holding the pamphlet that God
had printed presumably in the suburbs
telling me that my emotions don’t matter
telling me that I should think about living in hell
telling me that I need to find a Bible preaching church
telling me that God loved me
but only if I loved him.

I was walking from the train
thinking about original sin
holding the phone to my ear
as I called my sister and asked her
what’s the deal with original sin
hoping she would tell me, but she only replied
I don’t know dude
a pause as I walked by the bus stop
and the doctor’s office I can’t afford
and then she resumed
I think it has to do with sex
to which I quickly replied
No, I thought it was Adam and Eve
in the garden with the apple
and that blasted talking snake and
that ever deceitful tree of KNOWLEDGE.
Oh yea, she replied as I crossed my street
at a diagonal to save time.

I was unlocking my apartment door
thinking about original sin
how if I’m to take it literally or metaphorically
or even at all I am to believe
that my mother was born, that my grandfather was born
that my love was born, that
I was born with this vile blemish
dripping down me and into my sinner’s pores
and that my only way to cleanse this sin borne of
paradise lost and to cleanse the sins that I commit is
to believe that a God sent a Man-
his only Son who also happened to be him, that is God,
and also happened to be a Holy Ghost-
sent him to this earth to die on two pieces
of wood so that I could go to Heaven and
live in what sounds like the idea of paradise
created and fermented in a human brain
and not the brain of the great and good God
who was thinking about original sin.

Kevin Crispin
What do you think is up to my right in the picture? A cob web? Probably a cob web. Or maybe it's my Beatles records on top of my air conditioner. It's certainly not fresh, new wainscoting.

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