The Death of God
God was a hopeless hunter of men
God had been out to murder me for fifty years
But I was too clever for God
On December 22, 1978, while I was outside of Indian Head
Bushwhacking me God shot Himself in the foot
He was hopping mad
On October 17, 1970, God thought He had me trapped
Instead He hit a woman in the stomach
Her name was Mary
She has been seeking child support ever since to no avail
God did not give up
He sought me high and low
In brothels and churches
Decades came and went
By the time He caught up with me He was getting long in the tooth
He had cataracts
Blind as a doorknob
A bad heart
I was there when He died
He was dumpster diving
His death throes were melodramatic
He could die however He wanted
He was God