she who passes
through sheol
attends to the middle
of every fantasy
with no attention given
to beginnings or endings
creation has no teleology
only eternal
meaning daily
choices
the dark is never
an ending spot
always one of three days
hiding in plain sight
the mystery every cocoon knows
the old is dissolved
and resolved pasts
never ever end
are only passed on
a work worthy
of Sisyphus
costing Prometheus’ wage
she who anoints
is also she
an anointed
weakly justified
as his majesty
privileged exempt
from a middle way
forever lost
in one beginning or another
in one eternal form or another
to be an anointed
and anointed
is to be entered
is to birth
sh-he of the moment
an always ambivalent space
recursing and inventing
a next fulcrum point
never more than a middling figure
rehearsing refreshing
every memorized script
until it is inhabited
beyond any method
imagined as sufficient
astride a flooding torrent
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