Evolution

Plodding through muddy waters,                         

                                 each of my organs develops                 

           a consciousness of its own.        

I watch them as they separate from me,

                leaving my brain abandoned and alone.   

I watch them as they stone the devil out of me,                     

                    as they circumambulate me -                 

             a Ka’abah2 hovering over miasmic swamps:         

“Come and wash yourselves in my holiness.        

Come and let this new Allah purify you                                       

                                                with his divine breath.”