It all depends on where you’re coming from.
In heaven, God’s got a concrete function
for an angel in training, or a constellation
of dead stars bridging the gap with the living.
But, if you'rr trying to get through
the last hour of the nightshift,
as a fork-lift operator or a waitress,
God’s at best a passive friend, and at worst,
the enemy who needs to be cursed to be believed.