I’ve lied about god all my life
                         —Peter Meinke

But who hasn’t? To make
     even the simplest statement
     risks becoming a fake,

a know-it-all who can’t know
     basic facts, like God’s
     eye color, nor show

definitively what infinitude has said
     off book. What happens
     when God is dead

disintegrates to skit and scat,
     guesswork we nonetheless work
     at. And after that

well, you know the rest,
     and though we myth-minders
     have found it best

to focus on the resurrection,
     the part where God
     draws into his perfection

an imperfect people who grow
     from glory into glory,
     we also know this

story we so happily applaud
     commences with the power
     to kill a god.