God is an Oreo Cookie

Posted: June 3, 2010 in My Poetry
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God is something
you desire so much,
you crave him like something sweet:
mint chocolate chip ice cream or
better yet, an Oreo but only the real thing.
No false idols for you…those bastard
impostors with their thinly hid lies.

Every time you stick a Double Stuff
Oreo cookie to the roof of your mouth
and let it melt while you drink milk,
that’s God, trickling down your throat –
his chocolaty goodness mixing with
your own saintly aroma of cinnamon
and sweets, like the incense from a censer
swung by an over-zealous priest,
knocking off your school boy cap,
and forcing you to beg
for that special wafer
he carries just for you.

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Comments
  1. Stevie says:

    Must be a way-homer.

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