an introduction

my god wakes up with bed head

and sticky fingers, doesn’t

want to go into work today

my god forgets to do the dishes

lets all the houseplants die

my god teenages

built this earth on Friday night

and tires of it on Sunday morning

my god commands

a willing army, unwillingly

mutters, whines

my god is so type B

just wants to be left alone

just wants to smoke a cigarette

and not think of the parents and their children

my god is a liar

always one foot out the door

and ready to leave me here

if that’s what it takes

my god fickles

breaks every bony promise

picks away at the meat

laughs when i tantrum

still, i half-kneel and pray a half-prayer

bend until i can look myself in the eye

still, there is no god but God

so i make do with this one