curriculum vitae my faith crosses not the threshold of my room bounded by tomes of memory frozen like water beneath the fiery throne where angels become men and women gods my belief posted on door like amulet of silver & gold protecting my inability to share the myth imprinted on my flesh like the seal of yahweh on solomon's key that only locks gates of imagination so that reason may reign in temple of deceit meshing we are in fluids of nonidentity to become (again) one so that we may be two