Virtual Encounter, part 2

She did not feel violated
Ideas inside her grew
literally,
renewal
swelled exponentially.
The power of 2
1, 2, 4, 8, . . .
Gut feelings
beyond sensibility
conjured,
Her confidence emerged
upon the page
stunning revelations,
acceptance
fate bestows,
lines of special profligacy
born of indeterminate
creativity.

Punching hot keys
furiously
casting caution to the winds to
tergiversate the muses,
she offered
sacraments of poesy.
Testaments of her self-fertilization
co-damnation
copulation incantations
Judged superior
published widely
as Sappho’s consort
who
knew her only
figuratively.

The first part of the coded pentagram spiral.