Uh oh SpaghettiOs! God grabs
a Bounty™ paper towel
to clean up the mess.
Yanks open the kitchen’s
junk drawer, hands me pliers
rusty with stigmata,
A jar of leftover screws labeled
“Inquisition,” boxes of mismatched
church bells and hunchbacks.
How is this all my problem?
Must I crawl under the world’s sink, clear
clogged pipes of brotherly & sisterly love?
Damn it! Can I get some lightning and thunder
under here? ”Filius canis!” Vulgar Vulgate Latin
for my blood-blistered thumb.
No way to unsee God’s plumber-butt.
Winking, hands me a monkey-wrench –
“My favorite.”
Rummaging in the tool box –
“What this?” I ask.
“The stud finder they used
on Jesus’s wrists.”
OMG!! Drop it like a hot
fallen angel.
Am I heaven’s husband now,
with a celestial Honey-Do list?
And how is that different
Than any other
Sunday afternoon
with my wife?
For Shay’s Word Garden
qbit 
No different. No different all probably! I loved the Latin SOB and laughed heartily at your ending. Turn off that game and get busy!
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Right???
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no pomp but just a heavenly romp –
“pliers
rusty with stigmata,”
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Lol! Thanks. A little humor, a little dark.
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I love the drawer full of mismatched church bells and hunchbacks. Hilarious. And God’s plumber-butt. And “Drop it like a hot fallen angel.” This was such a fun read!!!!!
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Thanks!!!
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Absolutely brilliant Qbit!! Totally worth the wait! So sorry I am lagging behind getting over here!
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Thanks!!! Always appreciate, no such thing as late!
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a word too often overused, but succinct and apt here: hilarious!
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