Simply Divine

(June 18, 2004)
This poem will probably cause some uproar among "religious" people. I mean no disrespect. It was written with great reverence. The intent is to show the utter earthiness, the dirt and stink and human manure, in which God put Himself.


Wiping his ass with his left hand
leaving the predetermined area
away from the community;
wandering among the throngs who had come
for God knows what;
inhaling the tangy salt of sweat,
his own and that of the multitude,
mingled with sea air;
exhaling three decades of breath coated with
wine and fish, milk and honey,
devoid of Listerine™;
scratching an itch in an encrusted right nostril;
ignoring the gnawings of his own belly;
lifting dusty heels and dirty toenails up a hill
to offer thanks and break bread and fish
with both hands.