He kept ringing the house and leaving messages
all because he's waiting for me to sign the papers
to cede vast tracts of territory back over into his hands:
If only my faith reached further than my expectations.
Now having no one inside my home for ages,
I invited god in for coffee
or a tea,
to sit across from me and abide the silences and sighs.
But what can you say to god over tea?
Until finally he sighed
looking down at the table
and said,
"I did not design the world to suit your needs,
you know."
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