" What If God Is a Creep?
What if God is a creep
who wishes He was taller
who didn't get the girl
who picks on people
not His own size?
What if God laughed
when Jesus had
second thoughts?
What if His sense of order
is no more complex
than kids playing
King of the Hill
or Smear the Queer?
What if God is really a creep
who beats His wife
embezzles when He can
and jerks off to violent porn?
Perhaps God put Darin on earth
to help us understand
that the very traits of man
which survive the longest
and determine the fittest
are God's own favorite attributes?
Maybe He's a boss who expects favors
a professor who makes others feel stupid
a witness obstructing justice.
What if God is really just a creep?
Maybe Machiavelli was
His inspired son
and The Prince
remains our most sacred text.
What if Hitler sits
at God's right hand
tended by a heavenly host
of bigots, bullies, soldiers
and other serial killers
who look to an angel
name Manson
for advice.
A God capable of
biological brilliance
and genetic genius
is no more likely to care
about justice and kindness
than His creations are.
Why assume that
God likes women
any more than men do?
Why imagine
He wouldn't hurt His children?
God's morality might be just
as steeped in struggle
as accented by abuse
as spiced with exploitation
and as baked with brutality
as our own common recipes.
Drink up.
One taste
and you are
in Heaven.
If God really is
a creep
that certainly would
explain
a lot. "
― , On the Eighth Day Adam Slept Alone: New Poems