the fire of light is not what lights the fire of life
the fire of life kindles a dark that immolates the fire of light
that is why the fire of life comes to a dying god
in a dream of inviolate paradise
the endeavor to plenish is how being alive repels what it seeks (it is only eternity that seeks its dis-re-membering) look how even desire between beings brings the distance that separates no further than seed—this brace of deities
nothing to receive cannot give
for even Nothing gives and receives
what is flowering but a hole?
a grave, not an embryo?
can "spring dead" be
without ovaries? if
to a hole hollowing is a gift
is not death the seed bequeath?