Ellipses
By the Word was our beginning,
and by the Word we made our end.
Mouths made sounds,
we rearranged,
alphabets,
enter, enter, return,
we conquered the ether,
but paddled with our palms
alone the viscous rivers,
Acheron and Styx.
How many pages did we burn?
You and I,
how many witches?
Whose effigy, this?
All the spells,
the incantations,
guttural, Latinate, tongue-clucking,
tooth and spit,
so…
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