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    “Eve in the Garden Ate the Apple”

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    SpillWords Interview
    Just Enough for Coffee, Update
    Chaos Published

    Spillwords has published two of my poems, “Eve Eats the Apple” and “Mocking Laughter.”  They also published an interview and additional poems below. Including a bonus poem, not published called “ I am the Snake” on a similar theme, re-telling the story of the garden of Eden from the snake’s perspective.

    Eve Eats the Apple

     

     

     

     

    Eve was in the garden
    Talking with Mr. Snake
    Her new best friend

    She was complaining about Adam
    And about the management
    Of the garden

    The snake suggested she eat
    The forbidden fruit.

    She said
    but the man
    Said that I cannot eat
    That fruit
    It is forbidden.

    Yes that is what the man said
    That is what
    he does not want you
    To experience.

    The man and Adam
    Are in on it together.

    I Heard that Adam
    Will eat the apple tonight
    But you need to get there first.

    Do you trust me, Eve?

    Of course, Mr. Snake
    So you know what to do.

    Eve ate the apple
    Called Adam over
    Told him to eat the apple.

    While the Snake chanted
    Eat it eat it
    Set yourself free,

    And so, Adam ate the apple
    And joined Eve
    In knowing everything.

    God came down
    Banished them from the garden
    Telling them.

    Well, you made the bed
    You will have to sleep in it.

    Go away
    You disgust me
    Humans…..

    And Satan
    You won your bet
    You damn Snake,

    Mocking Faces Staring at Me written by: Jake Cosmos Aller

    Mocking Faces Staring at Me by Jake Cosmos Aller at Spillwords.com

    Spillwords.com presents: Mocking Faces Staring at Me, poetry by Jake Cosmos Aller, a novelist, poet, and former Foreign Service officer …

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    Mocking faces
    hunting my dreams
    Hundreds of faces
    morphing into one
    after another

    Faces I knew
    The dead
    and the living

    women I knew
    friends I missed
    enemies, I did not

    One after another
    Marching in my room
    Staring at me

    Tried to run
    They laughed

    They said
    that there’s nowhere
    to escape my cosmic fate

    Time is coming
    prepare yourself
    the grim reaper
    has your name

    and once he has your name
    your fate is sealed
    and you will soon
    join us

    whether in heaven
    or hell
    is not for us to say

    be warned though
    you will be judged
    and no one can escape
    their cosmic karmic fate

    I am the Snake

     

     

     

     

     

    I be just a snake
    Slithering in the woods
    Looking for a place
    To lie down in the sun

    And rest my weary bones
    And soak up some cosmic rays
    And chill out a bit

    Nothing but a snake
    But boy am I a snake
    I am the snake

    That your mother warned you about
    Yes, baby, I am that snake
    And I am ready to get into some trouble

    Looking for some Eve to tease
    Looking for some babe to temp
    With my snake oil smarmy corny BS
    Lounge lizard lines

    So, I am sitting there
    Minding my own business

    When I spy her
    The new kid on the block
    That Eve babe

    And boy is she a babe
    Has an ass so fine,
    It makes my eyeballs hurt
    Just starting at her

    And her breasts
    So divine

    God knew what he was doing
    When he made
    that Eve babe so fine

    Adam man he is a wimp
    Don’t know how lucky he is
    To have the eve babe

    And my snake thing gets snaky
    And I decide I have to have
    Some of that Eve action
    So, I slither and slather

    Put on my cool badass
    Ray Bans
    So, cool it hurts
    And bust a move

    Make my entrance
    To the Eve Babe

    I say

    “Hey, babe.”

    She says hi

    I say,

    “Is that the tree of life?”

    She said

    “Yes, it is forbidden.”

    I say

    “Yeah

    Who told you that shit?
    The old man in the house?

    Man, what does he know?
    He is just the caretaker.

    I am the real deal
    And I know this shit,

    Yes, I do,

    So, babe, it is like this

    Eat this fruit
    And you will have the
    key to eternity

    All you got to do
    Is eat the damn fruit
    It is calling you

    Babe, I got what you want
    And I got what you need

    All you got to do
    Is eat this damn fruit

    So, babe, hurry up
    I got places to go

    People to see
    Things to do

    I will be a busy snake
    don’t cha know

    It Ain’t easy being me
    I am the King Snake
    And I am so bad

    It hurts
    My eyeballs look
    At my shiny face

    So, babe
    Decide

    She says

    “I don’t know, man.”

    I say,

    “Yes babe
    I know

    But you know I love you
    Old snaky loves you

    And only wants what’s best
    And hey you know

    That Adam guys
    What a loser

    I mean,
    I am so much more a man
    Then that sorry assed
    wimp of a man

    You know what I mean
    My jellybean?”

    She smiles

    And I knew I had her
    And I thought of my reward

    From that Satan man
    Man, he is a mean mother
    With cajoles
    the size of the devil

    Shit don’t want to be
    on his bad side

    So, I had to
    close the deal
    I had to get the
    lady to bite

    And then I would
    get my reward
    Might even get a piece
    Of that Eve action

    “Hey babe

    I got what you need
    I got what you want
    All you got to do
    Is eat this fruit

    And then we will see
    Whether you can handle
    The snake King.”

    She smiles

    Oh, so sweetly
    The last smile
    of innocent youth

    And I had her
    She takes the fruit
    And eats it

    Cosmic alarm bells go off
    God knows and Satan too

    God stops me
    Bans me from the premises
    Sends me back to hell

    And I slither and slather away
    Dreaming of my revenge

    When I will slip up on Eve’s ass
    And bite her in the butt

    And oh yes

    I could do a lot more
    with that cosmic butt

    Can’t wait for that shit
    So, I slither and slather
    And hiss

    and move on down the road
    I knew that I would get my award
    And my revenge

     

    JUST ENOUGH FOR COFFEE

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    A homeless man
    Stood on the street
    Counting his change
    From panhandling all morning

    Just had enough for a cup of coffee
    All in all
    A good start

    He ambled off to his favorite coffee shop
    Where the owner
    Was kind to the homeless

    Sometimes
    Treating them to a meal
    On the house

    The man said
    I was in your shoes
    Once years ago

    And you never forget
    When you are down
    And out

    Everyone forgets your face
    No one knows your name
    For you are now
    Invisible
    Almost a ghost

    The old man tried to pay
    The owner said

    Keep your change
    You need it more than me

    Have a meal with me
    My friend
    On the house

    He ordered up
    The homeless man’s favorite
    Lumberjack special

    Eggs, pancakes, sausage, bacon
    Cornbread
    Lots of hot black coffee
    To wash it down

    The old man
    Often had just one meal a day
    Usually, a late breakfast

    Sometimes if he were lucky
    He would have dinner

    And on a red-letter day
    He would have three meals

    The homeless man
    Had been on the streets
    For too long

    Barely remembered his life
    Before early-onset Alzheimer’s

    Robbed him of his job
    His dignity
    His wife

    His life
    His money

    Now he drifted
    Waiting for the grim reaper
    To call him home

    Any day now
    He prayed nightly
    To a god
    That he no longer believed in

    SPOTLIGHT ON WRITERS

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER

    1. Where, do you hail from?

    I grew up in Berkeley, California, and Washington DC, and went to College in Stockton, California. After college, lived five years in Korea as a Peace Corps volunteer and teaching ESL. I returned to the US to Seattle for graduate school. Afterward, I joined the Foreign Service where I lived and worked in over ten countries. I retired and lived in Korea and the west coast.

    1. What is the greatest thing about the place you call home?

    I live in Youngjando island, South Korea near the Incheon Airport. I live in a garden city. There is a magnificent park – the world peace forest behind my house and a nice mountain to hike in. Over three hundred restaurants are within walking distance of my house. There are five beaches ten minutes’ drive away, Incheon is nearby as is Seoul.

    1. What turns you on creatively?

    All my work starts with a dream. I don’t dream dreams; I dream movies, filled with action, sound, music, smells many times in a completely different world. I have been writing a dream journal for many years. I write five to ten dreams per day, saving them as stand-alone flash fiction, and also write one to ten poems per day.

    1. What is your favorite word, and can you use it in a poetic sentence?

    One of my favorite words is my portmanteau scumbaggery which I define as the actions of a ”Scumbag.”

    The scumbaggery
    Of Texas Senator Ted Cruz
    Utterly confounds

    1. What is your pet peeve?

    Racism, sexism, homophobia, bigotry, right-wing nutcases, left-wing zealots, Christian holy rollers, gun violence, police misconduct, anti-Asian hate crimes, hate crimes, America Firsters, QAnon conspiracy theorists, neo-Nazis, White Supremacists, Proud Boys, Boogaloo Bois, and the Oath Keeper militia, etc. I don’t like ”gangsta rap,” “heavy metal,” or “country music.” Pragmatist and don’t care about ideological correctness.

    1. What defines Jake Cosmos Aller?

    Grew up in Berkeley and DC. Lived all over the world, visiting forty-five countries and all 50 states. Served my country as a foreign service officer, and Peace Corps volunteer and taught ESL and government overseas. But what is more important than anything is that I married the girl of my dreams who became my wife 40 years ago.

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·JULY 6, 2020

    Chaos was written by: Jake Cosmos Aller @Jakecaller   the world descends into chaos as our world leaders led by…

    CHAOS

     

     

     

     

    the world descends into chaos
    as our world leaders
    led by the chaos president

    are overwhelmed
    by the smallest enemy of all

    a simple virus
    blows through the crumbling public health infrastructure
    and no one is prepared

    and panic ensures
    with every Presidential tweet
    as people don’t believe
    a word he says

    conspiracy rumors spread
    everyone believes their own reality
    as the world spins out of control

    the chaos king is in his element
    convinced that only he knows
    the deal

    and everyone else
    is just a bit player
    in the reality show
    that he presides over

    and so the rest of us
    hunker down
    just hoping for the best

    as the panic and chaos
    spreads faster
    than the virus

    are we doomed
    can we survive
    will God save us?

    he is silent
    as always

    DORA THE INTERGALACTIC EXPLORER

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·APRIL 27, 2020

     

     

     

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    Dora The Intergalactic Explorer written by: Jake Cosmos Aller @Jakecaller   Dora the intergalactic explorer Is traveling to the…

    Dora the intergalactic explorer
    Is traveling to the strangest planet
    of all the known worlds

    she is traveling incognito
    with a video crew
    making a documentary

    the planet earth
    is known as a planet
    of intelligent monkeys

    not much is known
    about them
    as very few
    have ever been there

    the inhabitants are described
    as blood thirsty insane creatures
    ruled by hidden sexual and political passions
    following incomprehensible
    religious dogmas following Gods
    that clearly do not exist

    the inhabitants are just on the verge
    of developing intergalactic travel
    and the galactic empire
    is worried that they will be driven
    to try to conquer the rest of the universe

    driven by their needs to impose
    their religious dogma
    everywhere in the world

    the planet is divided into large tribal groups
    governed by corrupt elites
    corrupt businesses destroying the planet
    in pursuit of profit

    and the locals are little more
    than wage slaves
    barely making a living
    addicted to alcohol, drugs, gambling
    pornography and illicit sex

    and their main land
    is ruled by a clearly delusional madman
    intent on poking a fight
    with all his alleged enemies

    Dora assumed the appearance
    of a character from TV
    and will pose as a journalist
    trying to make sense
    of it all

    but she was afraid
    that she if found out
    could face the worst consequence

    her ship crash lands
    and she is outside
    the capitol

    of the non empire empire
    called the United States of America

    Dora gets her crew together
    and walks into the city
    staring at all the strange sights
    as the monkeys go about
    their daily activities

    she stops at a restaurant
    tries the coffee
    the chief drug of choice

    and is instantly addicted
    wow no wonder
    these people are crazed

    she tries the local booze
    and smiles
    perhaps she could
    become an intergalactic merchant
    introducing the world
    to the galaxy

    her thoughts are interrupted
    as a mad man armed
    with weapons of war
    bursts in and starts shooting
    yelling at people

    and she is shot dead
    the authorities
    are shocked

    when they recover the body
    and realize
    that she is not a human
    as she reverts other original
    form

    sort of a giant feline like creature
    two legs and arms
    and clearly from an advanced
    civilization given her gear

    what was she doing
    no one knew
    as all the aliens
    died in the gun blaze

    the world is shocked
    at what had happened
    and fearful that the aliens
    were coming to invade
    their world

    the galactic senate
    decides to contain
    the humans
    declaring them
    a threat to the global civilization

    and the humans vow
    to discover the secrets
    of interstellar travel
    and travel to her land

    to enter into business arrangements
    and spread the one truth faith
    to the heathen space aliens

    thus ended Dora’s excellent adventure
    in the crazed world at the edge
    of known civilization

    EVERY DAY I TURN ON THE NEWS

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·MARCH 26, 2020

    Every day I Turn on The News written by: Jake Cosmos Aller @Jakecaller   every day I turn on the…

    EVERYDAY I TURN ON THE NEWS

    written by: Jake Cosmos Aller

    @Jakecaller

     

    every day I turn on the news
    nothing but news about the virus
    the virus from hell

    the world is filled with fear
    and my anxiety levels rise
    every time I turn on the news

    oh my god I say
    we are all going to die
    and I am so afraid

    afraid of everyone
    afraid of everything
    dreading the latest news

    and nothing relieves my fear
    I watch the world
    loosing its collective mind

    wondering how much more of this
    can we all take

     

    I scream out
    Dear God save us all
    god is silent as usual

    and so I realized
    we are doomed
    perhaps it is the end times
    perhaps not

    I turn off the TV
    try to stay calm

    hoping the madness
    will not overwhelm us all

    MORNING LIGHT

    MORNING LIGHT

     

     

     

     

    the terrors of the night
    the worst imaginings
    of what might happen

    war, rumors of war
    end of civilization
    nuclear war
    and other horrors
    ripped from the headlines

    fade away into nothingness
    with the morning light
    and the love of my wife
    who is always by my side
    I regain my sight

    and begin
    regaining my smile
    and my life

    until the next nightmares
    consume my dark imaginings

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·FEBRUARY 12, 2020

    Morning Light was written by: Jake Cosmos Aller the terrors of the night the worst imaginings of what might…

    RAMBLING MAN, WHERE IS YOUR HOME?

    RAMBLING MAN, WHERE IS YOUR HOME?

     

     

     

     

    Where is my home? Where do I belong?
    I really don’t know, always moving on to another place
    Moved every other year it seems the last 45 years
    Traveled to 49 states, 45 countries, drove across the U.S. six times
    Lived in Berkeley, Yakima, Stockton, Seattle, Alexandria, DC, Oregon, Korea, Thailand, India, The Eastern Caribbean, and Spain

    Where do I belong? Where is my home?
    Neither here nor there, nowhere and everywhere
    And so is that my rambling man’s fate
    Never to really belong anywhere at all

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·SEPTEMBER 7, 2018

    Rambling Man, where is your Home? written by: Jake Cosmos Aller   Where is my home? Where do I

    DARK DANGEROUS THOUGHTS

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    dark dangerous thoughts

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·AUGUST 19, 2018

    Dark Dangerous Thoughts wrote by Jake Cosmos Aller   An old man wakes up Confronting the dark dangerous thoughts…

    An old man wakes up
    Confronting the dark dangerous thoughts
    The demons of the night
    That haunt his dreams
    And his life

    He looks out at the dawning sun
    And his sleeping wife
    And realizes that it will be all right

    And dismisses the demons of the night
    Back to their caves in his mind
    And he gets up
    To take the dawning day

    IN SEARCH OF AMERICA – HITCHHIKING TALES

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·JULY 31, 2018

    In Search of America Hitchhiking Tales written by: Jake Cosmos Aller   When I was young and foolish Broke…

     

     

     

     

     

     

    BUS RIDES IN AMERICA’S UNDERBELLY

    bus rides in America
    bus rides in America

     

     

     

     

    JAKE COSMOS ALLER·JULY 13, 2018

    Bus Rides in America’s Underbelly written by: Jake Cosmos Aller the Bus – Travels Through America’s Underbelly I…

    the Bus – Travels Through America’s Underbelly

    I am a bus rider
    That makes me unusual
    For a white male
    From an upper middle class family

    Our people are not bus riders
    Though some are subway riders

    Bus riders are other people
    The poor, minorities, immigrants
    People who don’t drive
    Because they are blind
    Or have a DUI

    And in my case
    I don’t drive
    Because I have bad vision
    And bad coordination
    Just never got the hang
    Of the whole driving thing

    Fortunately for me
    My wife does the driving
    But I still take the bus
    From time to time

    I rode the AC buses in Berkeley
    As a child
    Line 67, line 51, line 43 F bus
    Rode them long before BART came along
    And afterwards as well

    As an adult seldom rode the bus
    But when I did so
    I was always impressed
    By the sheer diversity
    Of the bus riding property

    Hundreds of languages
    All sorts of sexual orientation
    Some were white
    Most were not

    Most of my fellow passengers
    Were nice enough
    Some were friendly
    And some were lost
    In their own thoughts

    And a few
    Were scary looking dudes
    With the look
    Of someone who had done time
    And were capable of more violence

    I also rode the bus
    In Seattle as a graduate student
    A lot of fellow UW students
    And the usual immigrants
    Minorities etc

    And some white people
    Commuting

    And in DC
    Over the years
    I rode a lot of buses

    Mostly to and from the metro
    But I got to know
    And love the DC buses as well

    I also took the greyhound bus
    Across the country
    Several times over the years
    All over the U.S.

    From Bay Area to Stockton
    From Bay Area to Clear Lake
    From Bay area to NYC
    NYC to DC
    All over the USA

    Taking the Greyhound
    Was always an adventure
    Met a lot of interesting people
    As people on long distant bus rides
    Tend to open up and talk
    To pass the time away

     

    Overseas I took the bus
    All over
    In India, in Barbados
    In Spain and in Korea

    The Korean buses
    For many years
    Were difficult for foreign visitors
    As the signs were all in Korean

    Most have signs
    Now in English, Chinese and Korean
    And are much more foreigner friendly

    Riding the bus
    In America
    Allows one access
    To the underbelly of American society
    The poor, the marginalized
    The immigrant communities

    That many middle-class white people
    Just never see

    And for that reason
    I am glad
    That I am a bus rider

    NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

    Based on my experiences riding the bus all over the world from 1968 to 2018.

    The End