In the End Was the Word

An excess of devilish
Ingenuity
Was brought to bear on the scheme

Of a species capable
Of cumulative culture.
One suspects God, the idea,

Preexisted to come up
With the idea of ideas
Having their own tournament
In the brains of chosen beasts.

How like an idea
To treat flesh as a vector
For ideas to propagate,
How like an idea of God.