A Childish Prank

Man’s and woman’s bodies lay without souls,

Dully gaping, foolishly staring, inert

God pondered.

The problem was so great, it dragged him asleep.

Crow laughed.

He bit the Worm, God’s only son,

Into two writhing halves.

He stuffed into man the tail half

With the wounded end hanging out.

He stuffed the head headfirst into woman

And it crept in deeper and up

To peer out through her eyes

Calling its tail-half to join up quickly, quickly

Because O it was painful.

Man awoke being dragged across the grass.

Woman awoke to see him coming,

Neither knew what had happened.

God went on sleeping.

Crow went on laughing.