Occasional Impressions

The Gemini Poets

God as a girl-friend...

God as a girl-friend stood in a room
while I lat down on the wicker chair
and talked about nothing to show I was lost -
I couldn’t make out what wasn’t there.

God, on the window-sill, calmly heard,
sat in the dark, unscared and still -
while I grew scared as the dark grew around
and picked up my pen to chase off the fear.

nothing moved to move my pen,
I failed in finding a sign to display
I talked to my girl-friend and riddled along;
what’s a girl-friend for as day breaks away?

God, placid, placed a palm on my knee
kissed my lips - lay on the bed next to me -
and the man and woman wall of berlin
fell down in the town of a crumbling pride.

and my girl-friend did all that was needed
though I’d lain by his side - a virgin and scared
and we lay until God decided to use me
using my body to build up a home
and I learnt to give pleasure of love
and my labour from love is no longer denied.
ijf

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