because i think i found god
after searching half my life
in churches and temples
found a woman who lives on market street
with two cats, one black and one white,
and i thought she was god
until i heard her spewing hate
like only the devil can
still, i thought, one of us has to be god,
so i figured it was her cat,
the black one with white paws.
i bet those white paws are holy, and
i bet his fleas are like
a million little Jesus Christs,
each with its own cross to bear.