we’ve each got a god inside us; that
the trick is just to clear the noise
from your head
so you can hear what it’s telling you. But it enjoys
ventriloquy, this god, it’s a pyrostat
sounding for no fire at all but the one you make
in your mind. It’s a thief-god and who knows what it will
a traveling arc. A voltage gap.
It’s said the link from one thought to
the next is kar-
ma, a trail of ionization. If you can wrap
your head around it, you can see, inside of you,
a Jacob’s Ladder, helix-twisted, climbing
your spine. It burst open at dawn, spirals shut in the
dusk. It’s all timing.
— Amy Glynn, author of A Modern Herbal