A ratmaking God
made us all. A roach crafting God,
stone breaking God, flashlight God,
dropping a word
on the face of the deep.
God fessed up to his staff
that it was time
to get cracking
on a simulacrum of divinity.
Manmaker God he became.
There’s a book about all this that says
he did both sexes at once,
but then recants and devolves
into some mumble
about ribs and subservience.
Later there’s calumny
about tempters and women
and swords and fire. Naked
shame, exile, then fertility,
then kids and
fratricide. Hell of a good read —
storymaker God, mythspitter God,
Babel-tonguing God,
floodleaker, oh-never-mind
rainbow setter
Deity. All you can eat
from the bounty buffet.
Explains a lot, doesn’t it?
all that talk
of filling and refilling
a dish full of sticky sweet
that tastes like sucking
on our own bones.

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