transubstantiation 3
when humankind
and all her spawn
galactic empires
and so on
are gone
and Shakespeare never breathed
and no star stirs
without a bug remarks
a new event
in its dominion
and children never swam
and Eve and Adam
have not yet sinned
nor ever will
and lovers never died
nor loved nor sighed
and the smoke from the cherry wood burning on the shore
never drifted over the bay
the day I rowed
to Maria
then new scents will fill the heavens
and with whatever tentacles of fire
new intelligences
caress their skies
they will