I declared “I will fight forever for you.”
She smiled, hanged her head, deep socket eyes
moistened until fall breezes stilled them.
Life is bounteous and bursting
ripe with words from her god.
“I cannot cheat on my Husband.”
“He is not here, I said, “never will be.”
“Your faith is weak,” she declared.
“But I walked the Sea of Galilee and chose you.”
“I have not chosen thee, you are not the Son of God.
You are but Jesus, a man of no means and few words.
You will die in an auto wreck. I see it in your hands.