Cosmic Fishing Trip

God was fishing today
His bait fluffy cotton candy
Floating in the murky peach of dusk

Is He fishing for dinner?
Perhaps He’s lonely
Or melancholy
Sees the sparse stretch of land below
Green, flat, and tamed

Water in narrow strips like scars
Line the land
Criss-cross Her back

Maybe He’s summoning Mother Earth
His partner, corollary
Because He has seen her majestic body
Tied up, raped, and dejected

And He wants to remind her
That she’s not alone

But He won’t come back down
Not here to us
Because we’ve desecrated
This home

And so He urges her to lift her tear filled eyes
To touch the peach fuzz skies

And rise

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