I'm not afraid of much but cause and effect
Rejection
Acceptance
Other transitions from x to y
And the other axes
Because every line cuts
A wedge between one and two
Every gap is infinite
All space
And we            are infinite
Which is a kind of lack
Sans finality
Thus
 beginnings and endings
Are so strange

Before I was both one thing and another
I was
 chaos or darkness or the swirling cloud
Tovu vbohu
And just because someone said
It is good
Doesn't make it so
Even if they made it so
Still it also isn't
I hold in opposition
A kind of strength
A kind of weakness
A mind of self
A bind of impression
Behind a mask: another
The lips that kiss themselves
But can not divorce

Others lips are a treat
Silencing each and each
In the flood

Even the most high things
Could not undo creation
It spun
Before
And it spun hereafter

Look no further than the world to know where god has gone
Defeated by a greater power
Retreated from being

Do I too grow weary
Wary
With each thought
Am I
Driven back by my creations
Become death
How else could it have found me
But by my face
And hand

What should that hand hold
Which can undo all
Is love a potential thing
Can it be offered
Without acceptance
Or is it turned by the deflection into two
Or three
The signal pattern. Photon wave
Was it always what it becomes
Time working in all directions
Forget, and
Voila

It has ever been
Not been