God. Rhymes with sod, mod, bod, rod.
Rod the bod—that guy in school who never
exercised a day in his life yet had six-pack
abs and ropey forearms that rivaled Popeye’s.
God also rhymes with odd, which is probably
the best of the rhymes because it seems to fit.
God the odd—that deity in the sky who never
knew the sensations of tasting garlic or waking
to the sound of doves lined high on a rooftop.
So God did the oddest thing. He joined us, just
cannonballed right in and dunked in wonder—
which doesn’t rhyme with odd. God’s oddness
has to do with his choice to be saddled with the
the terrible burden of being alive and alone.