Is it anthropomorphic
Or ancestral that the gods
Look like us an immediate
Family resemblance
And then there's the child
Who doesn't echo either parent
An animal and an angel joined
Which is how we write the stars
With our hereditary numbers
Or the outlines of a person
Still being sketched in
By twelve immigrant artists
Staring at the sun
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