From the naked domain
of earth they come.
Name after name after name.
All the bright work of seeing.
The world is the dictionary.
Start calling yourself Starson,
Otherwoman, Bakerboy.
Gendered and sweet they come.
All the bright work before dying.
Listen. In the forest
the dense respiration of trees.
All the words fill the air.
Lives fall from the stars.
Species wind down.
Speak, said the angel.
Sing me creation.