Once-Invented Gods
Now there is only time and there’s no space
outside this, as the numbers fall on down
into the space between the distant spaces.
You twist and turn to become a shape that moves
through distances and times still turning too.
We keep what we can hold, the reaching hand
outstretched towards what we almost can touch.
All reaching for what we can nearly grasp
in hands that need to hold the world so close
to know just how and why it turns always
and why the once-invented gods of old
are no use any more now we have grown
away from their harsh magic and mean purpose
towards a life we can all call our own.
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