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.