Genesis, Revised

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Genesis, Revised

In the beginning 
there was a constant
stream of sounds,

and then God

sat down on a wooden stool,

and much like grandmother,
intent upon her business of
snapping harvested beans 
for the canning jars,

God broke noise

into discrete pieces
called words,

knowing the Tower of Babel’s
foundation had already 
been laid

that we might the better


laugh at, 

and love

each other.

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from the Childhood Remedy and Other Such collection