| fifty cubits high were the gallows Haman made ... Esther 7:9 neither light nor dark, seeing through some twilight zone moving in rhythm with a timeless time to come even as destroyers walk the path of deception tendering a twisted fifty through the hearts of donkeys witless, without insight before the founded faithful one measured they come, fish with teeth to rend and rip hidden in the matter, with an inclination to lie as sayings hurl against the judging barrier some flame flickers in response, reflecting only truth unextinguished before the face in counsel, universes pause, completely silent witnessing the answering observation to the charge as unequivocal testimony unfurls, terror pivots down the knowing eye never sleeping dimension by dimension, filling up the cup gripped by the hand of the night |
| (C) Liorah Chanah Elishaba Tsabrah |