no God but the internet

when we first met
it was your tears i knew best

(Bob, was the fat one, and Ted the skinny,
oh Michael -- his sword as he razored down
your cheek flashed sublime)

did i tell you

there is no God?

(but there are pajamas
covered in little pink kittens
and green lollipops - what
could be more holy than that?)

When next we met
it was yourheart
I knew

(because the damned
thing could not stop
beating me long enough
for me to breathe)

Finally,
I held you
Kissed your forehead
sang to you in whispers:

.. i am lost
i am lost

lost.
(google maps... save me...)