ohhi the writer

2:45 PM |

the writer knows all sees all.
he can part clouds
erect mountains
he knows everybody's name
he's in complete control over everything
he can read your mind
tell you whether god exists or not
what your favorite color is
he invented language
and he speaks from heaven
he's your best friend
and your worst enemy
the greatest moment of your entire life.
during the most mundane of times.
it takes forever
but sometimes he gets it right

yes, the writer is here to save the day
performing miracles
defiling oppositions
speaking solemn words of peace
to a world erupting with hatred

he exists beyond sound.
pulsating in the imagination
like the Easter Bunny
or the boogieman
it's as meaningless as time and space itself
and as capricious as the stars