Construct it out of prayers that you can’t quite
recall with full fidelity; you heard
some rabbi once, and distantly; the words
may not have been in English. Then you’ll write
instructions made of Morse-encoded light
machine-translated into songs by birds
and pleasure-whines of dogs discovering turds.
Then patent, IPO, and copyright.
Like god, it is a conjugation
of the verb, to be, irregular and yet
entirely essential, absolute,
humanity in whole its congregation,
a thing unbounded as an Aleph set.
Oh, frozen? Turn the power off. Reboot.