God’s vaguely Amish.
He likes things plain,
except when he doesn’t.
Then he gets Catholic
or even Orthodox.
On occasion loves
all that gilt
and those smoking
censers full of myrrh.
When he needs family
he is almost exclusively
Jewish. These
are my people, he says,
and so are they, pointing
at the Baha’i in the corner.
When it’s quiet he is
completely Buddhist except
for the Taoist residue. Will even
throw on a vagina
if Wiccans feel like dancing.
But mostly, he’s just God.
Or she is. And God’s all right.
Vaguely Amish,
kinda simple tastes
except he’s forever asking,
“whatever shall I wear?”
while receiving prayer.
Still, sometimes,
even God says
fuck it. Sometimes
he gets all up in your face and
insists,
“I don’t exist.
I’m an atheist.
There’s no one out there
for me to pray to.
Dammit —
who built this half assed world
that they’d leave me out here
without a backup?”
Dark Matter 
August 2nd, 2010 at 6:50 am
And God’s all right. I can hear you saying this in my head. It feels invasive and powerful, and I like it.
August 2nd, 2010 at 10:05 am
Invasive? Hmmm…all your beliefs are belong to us. 🙂
Thanks. I’ll be back in touch about your e-mail in a bit — crazy day today.
August 1st, 2010 at 5:42 am
God is everything to all of us, that’s why we claim him exclusively… thanks.
August 1st, 2010 at 1:49 pm
You are welcome, and thanks for reading and commenting.
August 1st, 2010 at 5:23 am
Thank you for your sharing.
August 1st, 2010 at 1:49 pm
Thanks for reading it!