Texting God

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Texting God

 

I came by God’s number
in the cubicle of a filthy pub toilet,
crudely scrawled on the inside of the door.

His message saw into my soul,
asking “Are you feeling all alone?”
and it was only when He asked it
I realised I was.

Knowing I’d have questions,
God etched “Call me!” into the wood.

I added Him to my contacts,
gulping with guilt
at the inner admission of how long
we’d been out of contact.

All that time I’d not even thought
about God, I suddenly realised
I’d missed Him intensely.

I did want to call,
but instead spent evenings
staring at the name and number.

What would I say to Him
after all these years?

I thought maybe a text would be better,

so I typed it up,
my fingers slow with the words,
as though carving them
in stone slabs.

“Hi God. Got your message.
You’re right, but what should I do?”
Message sent.

I waited for God’s reply,
but three days passed and nothing.

Getting no text back from God
isn’t like getting no text back
from the girl you’re mad after.
There’s always other girls you’re mad after.

I tried sending it again.
Maybe there was a technical glitch.
Something up with the network.

I wondered if God was out of credit.
Had I taken the number down wrong?

I was feeling more alone than ever.
Text me, God,
text me, I thought.

Tell me to fuck off if you want.
Tell me you don’t care,
just let me know you’re there.

I was doing okay, God,
living in denial of you.
I don’t think I can go back to that.

Are these your mysterious ways?

 

© Edward O’Dwyer

Photo of Carmel DohertyCarmel Doherty qualified from the University of Dundee in 1990 with an M.Phil in Public Art & Design and since then she has exhibited extensively both in Ireland and on the Continent. Her work is held in both public and private collections.

 

Photo of Edward O'DwyerEdward O’Dwyer, from Limerick, has been published widely in literary journals throughout the world and his first full collection of poems, The Rain on Cruise’s, is available from Salmon Poetry (2014).

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