A Date With God

I want none of my body to touch anything, As if a layer of nothingness forms around me, Wrapping me up like a present, Isolating me from everything else. I'll hover in air just like a rejected love letter. I dont want to fall down, I want to levitate, levitate to God and spend a day with him, We'll play cards,smoke and talk about pop culture and women's bodies. Then we'll eat something, not too heavy , but light, maybe an orange juice would do. then we'll go for a ride as slow as we can, since i can't handle speed (i get these headaches). I'll ask him about the loss of his first love, I'll speak more rather than listen, I know he's stupid, Then I'll ask him to give me some of his powers just to misuse it , just to create some beings called humans. When it's time to leave, I'll tell him how much I love him and how badly i want to kill him, To stab him right in the throat, Maybe a few kisses on his face and watch him die tranquilly. Then I'll come back here and get ready for college, And i'll realise it was not God that i met , it was the Devil. God is not up in the sky, God is under the ground.