In Genesis Time

We were all gods once In genesis time, far far ago.

Little gods, titanic gods.

Crippled gods and unbound gods; Omnipotent in our capacity To kill and create.

Yet powerless to parry foil or kiss.

All too short is our immortality.

Too banal all our magic powers.

The other side of clouds was our domain. Soft and wispy, shadowless.

Underneath our feet

Dark rumors of other beings with powers Both less and more than ours.

Whose bones lay like shipwrecks On shores of time and desire.

Under the layers of dust and ash Maggots worm their ways into our hearts Unweaving the warp and woof of us Til naught remains but the dance Of unremembered ghosts in stark moonlight.