and of course he's right
but what does
god seek,
having made us
in this
so the mystics
with their human brains
said god is happiness,
since this
is something
less
(for the inconsistency
rattled around in the
then the philosphers
(the pillow-cased rattle
remaining)
said Father
and me and thee
(approximating we)
realizing the bills
would not be paid
realizing the pain
would not be soothed
consciously
put two different hands
into two left gloves
and shoveled
(or at least you did)
while weeping into the darkness.
