Is there a god ?
There is not. For now.
People say, people know,
How irrelevant men
And their hopeful endings.

There are women reduced
To an intense expression
Of an abstract love for
What they live :

A sisterhood of thems and us’s,
An outdoor dance class
In the pale sun, their
Aimless gratitude like
The Buddah’s everywhere piss,

There are plenty of stolen ideas
Which have gotten minuscule,
Without their christian or jewish anchor,
But there isn’t a god yet, or anymore.