chit chat with God

your conversation
with God does not
go well this
morning. your needs
out weigh your
thank you's and you
can hear the audible
sigh from the clouds.
the angels are shaking
their collective
heads like rag dolls.
you haven't had
your first cup of
coffee and the headline
news is as usual
death and destruction.
disease and three inches
of black ice on the road.
you are tired of
the mystery of it all.
love life, etc. etc.
it's so hard talking
to someone that is
virtually silent,
it reminds me of my
ex wife a little,
but without the throwing
of dishes and the
lawyers getting involved.
and yes, i love those
beautiful sunsets,
the masterpieces of
nature and all of that,
but hey, i need the
phone to ring to get
back to work and how
about putting the word
in for me with that
cute little blonde who
lives down the hall.
sorry, i'm cranky, like
i said i haven't had
my first cup of coffee.