Poem #6
On an oddly warm night
I was strolling down locust street
on my way to buy a hoagie.
When turning a corner
I bumped into god.
I knew it was him
with absolute certainty.
Overjoyed I grabbed his hand
and shook it vigorously.
What an honor
what a treat!
to be with god himself,
I hoped he'd never leave.
And leave he did not
he stayed and stayed,
he treated me to his presence
and we walked on to the park.
Not even 5 minutes had passed,
since our meeting
when I spotted something shiny,
and I raced off to see
what I could possess,
or what names
could possess me.
God was left alone,
he chuckled and waved goodbye,
He continued walking
in the direction he always walks.
Neil Schaaf
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