my god
doesn’t have a gender
or a race
he/she/it is trans
formative
+ i am form forming
my god listens to me
+ loves questions
we argue sometimes
i’ve never had a win
but i’ve never lost
it’s not a battle
we spar
in a ring
inside of this grayish pink thing
it’s wrinkly, but it works
whenever god gives me her point of view
my brain hurts
stretching to meet
the ideal phenomena of possibility

my god is a shared commodity
so i say “my” as a term of endearment
not truth
my god love people that look like me
my god loves people that look like you
my god whispers too

in the wind + the waves of water
in mercy shown
when you didn’t deserve it
in this planet, and the oxygen it provides
for all of us to be breathing
right now
my god is all about
taking it down
looking around
+ seeing
making human
beings

my god is on the fence about the “g”
whether it’s capitalized or not
depends on the day of the week
+ whether or not you know him like that
my god is not grammatical
my god is beyond language
words are just useful
when you’re his creation
but i get bored from anticipation
jump headfirst into experimentation
+ play with energy
center in myself, open the portal in my heart
so god can get into me

not because of what i said
because of who i am
a home built of muscle tissue + ideas
a soul so in love with the life he gives
she’s his
she’s hers
present for all the nouns
consumed in all the verbs
my god acts, loves, waits
gives, saves, pleases, takes
sings, protects, dates
+ romances on occasion
i feel like his favorite
my knight in shining savior
my god rescues
he’s that dude
+ so patient

my god rocks with me
while i’m playing
giving more time
while i waste it
i’m grateful
my god is able
to deal with me

my god suitable for my delusion
allowing me to think free + dream
see, be, + cling
to things that don’t make sense
+ have discussions with me
about it
he already knows + stays quiet
while i search for the answers
right in front of my face
never i told you so

my god is the single most
important thing to my brain
+ existence on this plane
of earth in this system
i’m not ashamed to admit it
i know where my help comes from
+ what it looks like
it looks like my god
in my life
at all times
not because i’m right or perfect
because he likes me
everything included
flaws and all
my god wants to be involved
the walls in my heart aren’t permanent
they protect the space
reserved for the being that allows me to
breathe + be with ease
god to me is god with me
talking + listening
experiencing life as + in each other
swimming in the substance of dreams
creating things
love + synergy
god to me
is everything