God even – a poem by Diane Lee Moomey

God even
 
   hangs out
in Cyberspace, you know.
Cyberheaven. It’s a good place, 
nothing can get broken. God
can grow a giant leg if He wants,
and stretch it—there’s room for that
and more. God can use
 
the browser to amuse. If we listen
hard enough, we could learn 
what makes God
laugh. Oh yes, I think She does.
 
Laugh, I mean. So this browser
is right on the edge of Cyberheaven,
the screen all tight and crowded,
no room to move but behind,
just reaching out behind—aah.
 
God can just put
a finger here, push there—
just one finger, and the rest of God
hangs loose. Oh yes, I really
think so.

Diane Lee Moomey is a painter and poet living in Half Moon Bay, California, where she is co-host of Coastside Poetry, a monthly reading series; her work has appeared in PoetryMagazine.com, Mezzo Cammin, Caesura, California Quarterly, The Road Less Taken and others. Please visit her at www.dianeleemoomeyart.com