MUSE OF CREATION

The muse ascends
the primordial ocean
a benthic thought
             beckoned into being
a ciliated song
strung
        from
          strains
older than atmosphere.

A phosphenous photon
            she dartles tantalizingly
                                                     evading space-time
with luciferin l i g h t n e s s
a pul-sat-ing epiphany

an anaerobic revelation
prophesying oxygen’s abundance.

                                I am sense-bound
                                but perceive her
                                awaiting my awareness
beyond delirious sleep
                                         beyond fevered wakefulness
where two eons
moment and memory
cloud into coraldust.

I am incapable
of forsaking ignorance

MUSE OF CREATION

a jellyfish siren
holding me captive
                                       She understands

                                       Performs a miracle

                                       Transmutes the phytoplankton
                                       of my feelings
                                               into
                                            meaning.