i breathe god in and breathe god out
eat god and shit god
drink god, piss god,
taste god, smell god, sweat god, hear god
see only god
god weaves through me and whispers me
god boils my blood and cools my voice
my walk is god’s, my hands are his,
my eyes are hers, my lips belong to it,
my mind treads the mysterious paths
of gods, goddesses, allah, angels
and of those gods who lie,
crossless, prayerless,
enshrined in science and in emptiness
i breathe god in and breathe god out
and like a little poodle
i walk along on god’s sweet leash
this poem is dedicated to my friends n. and a. it came to me as i was waking up this morning. and then i went to my first quaker meeting.