8.31.2022

like a vehicle stuck In reverse

I, too, know the science of building men 
Out of fragments in little light 
Where I'll be damned if lightning don't 
 
Strike as I forget one 
May have a thief's thumb, 
 
Another, a murderer's arm, 
And watch the men I've made leave 
Like an idea I meant to write down, 
 
Like a vehicle stuck 
In reverse, like the monster 
 
God came to know the moment 
Adam named animals and claimed 
Eve, turning from heaven to her 
 
As if she was his 
To run. No word he said could be tamed. 
 
No science. No design. Nothing taken 
Gently into his hand or your hand or mine, 
Nothing we erect is our own 
 

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