Cardiac Stress Test

 

Should it be a word, or a fist?

God has lost His or Her eyes

(can’t see the sex, is wearing one of those 

cardboard cones of the Ku Klux Klan).

Now He or She has to rely on

two crows, one on each shoulder: 

Thought 

or Memory.

Which crow does He or She believe? 

For all infinities?

What about you?

The Thought crow, of course.

No doubt about it. 

Come back to bed, honey.