ex nihilo! from one
possibility, two emerge
bravely into the atomic wind of change. checked, from both passages.
from matter and more
and coincidently, the choice
is either, both, or
none. if you're like me, you'll peer into faces
so thinly veiled by expression
and see the same prime intentions –
benevolent, malignant
the two factions of the god: His twin facets represented by the angel collectives
inside all that is, and all within
even the daylight stars, who dance in the same rhythm as
the micro ether particles. divinity is choice. devils colour
angels, radiate. the tiny, little: duo tied to a liberal spiral, tied
to the strings of all things
from point, universe, to a building block,
from strands of fragments, to a double, from
crude strips of animalistic ancestry, to the licks of our fingers
now refined, and more than capable of making changes to the grand plan.