the fossil record
Last night I saw God,
His red eyeball pushed up
Against the window,
Sharp-lined, a Great Eye of Ra.
And it ate up the window
Ate up the house,
So we were there alone,
And winked again
And the garters of restraining sense fled.
But it ended -- I could only mumble
To myself, in a silence that drizzled.
And I don't even recall the event
As something I actually experienced
It's like I heard a friend summarize
A movie I had never seen.