And Then there was more more
gushing from the mind of the Creator,
and his sons, too, made forms,
things,
beings

and then the Creator stopped.

Form had begun, yes,
but how would it go on?

One thing could become that thing again,
                            become that thing again
                            become that thing again, but not …

                                                                                            new. 

How would there be something new?

How would the Creation create?

 ! 

You must have sex, he told them, he told the sons, you must have sex.

And the sons refused, the sons ran away, the sons would not have sex, no.