Closet Space

God does not appear
when our conversations bore holes.
Sometimes he is a hanger,
or a wardrobe
we hang our burdens
and close the doors-shut.

God does not linger in hallways
holding a doll of you struggling to love.
while you call on the other two too
his spirit is a spitting image of his son
three together, all the same.

God comes to us as love
don’t use your frying pan
to hit him in the face
when he calls for you by your birth name
it means, he wants to help too.

Ruddapoet