today i thanked god or whatever
might be above us that we reach
toward a heaven in a crescent stretch
held in the flesh of earth
   which orbits
skewed centers still
   in motion on
   long tracks of dice

repetition is never the same
as reality, messy as it is
   trying to create
   what you must
know - repetition is
   domination
not as living canon
   which bends
toward the Absolute
but instead the authority
of all you will