Adam and Eue are in Paradiso, and La Sierpe is with them.
La Sierpe is white
La Sierpe is greenish
La Sierpe is whitey-green
La Sierpe is leche
La Sierpe is vegetal, La Sierpe is rábano
because she is made of sap, and crawls through aquose surfaces illuminated by the celluloid of Kubrick.
The spectator wonders:
"who has put la La Sierpe there?"
"How la La Sierpe entered that European patio of Paradiso?"
"Hasn't la La Sierpe a better place to go, maybe? Pobre!"
Adam and Eue are in fact not to blame: they both are inept, and argue, and throw plates at their heads each other
but...
... and la La Sierpe?
Where's her nest?
In Glastónbery?
La Sierpe she wakes up early at dawn and helps the men with la fabrication du pain, then she lays down a bit on the floor, softened a bit by her eyes, like a magic, and rests from her labour
and while she is reclined in repose, she tastes fermented offal of chicken and drinks from the torrent.
Because besides Adam and Eue, the world was already full of men and women, and Adam and Eue still were in Paradiso, and the land was already full of women and men, and Adam and Eue didn't know it.
Then, from a cloud of steam and analgesics created by an irrigator machine, Señor God appears in the scene, and he comes to explain Adam and Eue, why already there are men and women out there in the world, while they are still caught in Paradiso, like two pigeons of alpha bronze.
And Señor God smells like marron glacé & television.
And his head is crowned by that triangular Abra.ka.dabra, El Dorado of Cortés.
And he communicates an encrypted password mentally to Eue & Adán, and disappears.
And his disappearance is neverending, interminable, gerund.
Next sequence and Adam and Eue are in Paradiso, and La Sierpe is with them.
La Sierpe is color bone, La Sierpe is tea rose, La Sierpe is beige, La Sierpe is sabayon, La Sierpe is feculent, La Sierpe is pure eau:
with benevolence, like a gynecologist, la La Sierpe extracts with her teeth a fibroma located in a gluteus of Eue
then the night falls on Paradiso, gelid and barbarous like Chubut.
Adam, Eue and la La Sierpe go to their hut walking like monkeys, escaping from the callous frost that excoriates the body
on the congealed grass of Paradiso, mouthless angels with anorexia nervosa roll on a camp full of rumours.
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