By Jenae Janzen
39 and since the beginning there have been memos
the occasional solar autograph-signing
universe-sized, half-sketched, half-created.
then crumpled and discarded
in a blueprint wasteland larger than heaven
the angels thrown out,
2 and since the first day, copy-editors and
and the critics of their works.
3 whose Great Voice is that?
the sky is creasing, crinkling,
the bare first sign of a different timeline.