God is the April Fool.
He gives us snow in undo season.
He makes men with strong jaws and covers them with thick fur.
He gives women beautiful legs and then puts knees in the middle of them.
He makes toes.
He made me.
He made Canada.
God made the principle of the swerve. The Atomists weren’t crazy after all. Almost.
Everything falls in an almost straight line. Almost.
God made man. God made monkeys.
Darwin wasn’t crazy after all. Almost
God made us similar enough to apes to give Darwin an excuse.
And different enough to damn him.
God make fat men the best singers.
Asians the best cellists.
Thieves the most generous.
Liars the best storytellers.
God made my brother and I together.
He the son of Vulcan, I the son of Bacchus.
Both sons of Mars.
Both Sons of Jeff.
God is the Mad Prankster.
He made this mortal temple.
This gas expelling, hair growing, ass scratching temple of the Holy Spirit.
He made Moscow.
He made it wet.
He made it snow in the end of March.
God is the April Fool.
We are April fools for not seeing it.
Liberal Theology, Liberal Politics
5 years ago
7 comments:
Your poem made me laugh! :) Snow on March is pretty neat.
I see that line about Canada. :-P
Some things don't seem april foolish until you put them in this context, and then you're like 'oh yeah.'
Ty I love that! Especially the line about Bran being a son of Vulcan and you of Baccus. I can't think of a better way to describe the two of you, your differences, and why they're ok.
Pretty amazing way to look at it, I never would have seen all that. You should try and get that published or something, it is really very good, and amusing.
Yeah that was great. Especially the part about "son of Vulcan, son of Bacchus, both sons of Jeff." and the almost theme. And a good point at the end of it all too.
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