Omnipotence
reveals itself
in shadow.
Anything
could be there.
Is there.
I want to diminish
what power I’ve lent to it,
so I light a fire.
Losing nearly everything
to the flame —
wondering, now,
who or what that was
in the dark; where
it has gone; why
I can’t see myself
in the darkened, savaged mirror
I save from the ruins.

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