In the beginning God made everything.
According to scientists, the beginning
took billions of years.
I’ve taken to counting my ribs.
I want there to be one less so
I have something to believe in.
At the very least
I’m responsible for naming the animals
who live in my house.
I’ve built a garden in the front
and in the back. I can’t eat the fruit
because the possum gets there first.
I call a man in periodically
to keep it looking like paradise.
He brings others to help him.
There are so many more people
eating forbidden fruits
than when all this started.