Category Archives: Creation Story

Sixth day

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We are in the know
We are in love

We are in love with absolute strangeness
Strangers weaving desperate bits of truths with swatches of lies and patches of mystery together
into idols of flesh-like beings ready to exist in the garden of unknown
We begin as avatars with our hollows filled in with wishfulness and wistfulness
Our first chore, fashion a blanket from our shared thoughts and song
and beneath it, together
We’ll conceal our new being from them, for a while
Conceal our new world from them, for a while

Our whole, true selves rarely revealed
to each other,
or to the other-others
to our selves

Who are You?
I think,
Better not know your You,
Not wanting to dispel the myth
of the You I’ve created, my You
Not wanting to deconstruct the perfectly vague architecture
of the You I’ve created, my You
Wanting You only as my own creation
knowing You, owning You, or owing You
or revealing to You,
can never be what I have conjured on my side of our bed,
under our cover, in our garden

Making You up whole,
completing You with my imagination
is godlike,
You, the Adam
I, the Creator and the Ethereal Eve
I give you the role you think you want
But just for this remote rendezvous
A scripted dialogue gone awry with dangerous improvisation
A genesis of intangible intimacy

Your being and words disembodied, afar,
is enough, for now.

To know You,
whole and complete and present
as [hu]man Incarnate
Near,
Potential,
Warm,
Muse
The angels hold their breath

For now, in the now, I am curiously
content in this undetermined, undefined serving of You
whether
an apple to bite,
or an orchard for my harvest