Let God Be You

God needs your faith otherwise he disappears behind your eyes and you both go blind. There are ancient inspectors looking into your kidneys and liver. Their horn-rimmed glasses peer from under tortoise shells, they search for any useful ingredients. The science of looking is very old. God awakes in a dream of you; immediately begins to stuff your hollowness with blood and guts. The soil x-rays you, the sky photoshops your mind erasing the smudged indecency of any brain-damaged parts. Some say this and some say that; warm breath and cold air blows through your burning straw. Both the wise and the simple allow themselves to be rocked gently upon their own cupped hands.