Bang the bell
start the tellin of a story 'bout a man name…
Yo, t'was a wombed man, ennui is no excuse
onus is on you. vive la differ-ents.
True, t'tell, she was an upgrade. Mito-mom.
First ol' Ish said, it sounded like,
"Wow, ishi mine? How'dyoudothat?"
so for a while ishi was her name.
Was I sleeping and now a wake, or
are we past all that?
The garden walks meeting all we met, with names,
knowns, all named
The I in Ish knew names of every man-named thing,
but Adom 2.0,
she was something else. Ish could hardly think
something so beautiful is made of me?
Why, Ish wondered, but didn't say aloud.
Is she curiouser than me?
Is that what's different? No, there's more,
but that's a lot, curiouser and curiouser,
Here come the servants forming to inform,
curios come,
kachinas from the west.
This night we all learned the dance the angels do,
on the point of no return.
Too beautiful for words and then,
past the point of no return,
Ish take her and she is mother of all living,
Eve for short. Mom.
Family dinner in the local retaurant where everybody knows me, but none, in fact know my name, so my mind wandered...
