poem

I think something 
people would not expect
Is if bomber planes
dropped a bunch of 

ploughshares on a country

Pizza for One

God is treating himself

To some correct regard in my mind today.
Some perception of him as a nice God.
A good giver who cares about my life.
A creative director who thought of some 
funny mental health adventures.
Some life that I had a say in or didn’t,
As I also treat myself to a frozen pizza,
Which was just what God knew I wanted.