Are you there God?
It’s me, Francis.
Yes, dear,
I am here,
like the last time you called,
and the time before that,
and the time before that,
well, you get the picture.
Yes, I saw what happened
I care
and I will help you
like I always do
and stop frowning,
you started to
get wrinkles.
Yes, I still love you
and will
forever and ever
even if,
and all of your problems
will get resolved
one way or another,
nothing is ever
that important.
By the way,
I know every detail
of everything,
so you don’t need to
recite them back to me,
I’m afraid
your narrative is
too slow for me to follow.
There is just one small thing
that’s been bothering me:
who did you say you were again?
