Seth stood at the edge of the water.
Solomon appeared near him, and they talked.
Seth had summoned Solomon, and produced him.
Or, the world had done this. But Seth had tried.
The bank was rich, was teaming. Solomon
swayed minutely, always adjusting.
Seth observed this, and began to move at
every joint, to learn of all his hinges.
The verdant water lapped the muddy soil.
Seth asked Solomon, “What should I do now?”
Solomon walked along the edge of the
water precisely, the surface bisecting
his feet. In this way he walked away from Seth.
He replied, after a while, “Good question.”