The Trespass Fetches Herself for Sacrifice

HeidiLynn Nilsson

We are not surprised, 

 those of us who are made, 

 we've been told, 

 in God's image, 

 that our God, who has 

 neither tissue nor tail, 

is a jealous God. 

 What makes us 

 snappish, after all, about God 

 is impeccability but 

if jealousy makes us 

 also Godlike, and if that's 

 where our love turned wrong, 

then light with light, loss with loss, 

 on the strict and ruined earth, 

 someone gets the very thing 

he longs for -- and who 

 will let him? Lord I'm 

 desolate enough -- 

 I see the fire 

starving on a switch 

 after all of those years 

making for him 

 myself into a forest.