06/18/2026
god is a dog
not metaphorically
not in some poetic
kind of way
I mean literally
panting
drooling
wiggling
grace with paws
god doesn’t sit up
in some cosmic control tower
judging your calories
and catastrophes
nope
god is under the table
hoping you’ll drop
a potato chip
and when you do
she doesn’t say
“too bad that’s trans fat”
she says
“holy wow thank you
that was delicious
I love you
I love you
I LOVE YOU”
you stumble
in the door
after screwing up everything
again
and god bolts toward you
like you’re the best thing
that ever happened to Tuesday
she doesn’t care
that you yelled in traffic
or forgot to return the call
or ate the entire pint
of Ben & Jerry’s
with a spoon
that still had peanut butter on it
she just wants
to sit in your lap
and sniff your face
and listen
I don’t know about your theology
but mine’s built on
salty snacks
dark chocolate
and the unshakable truth
that mercy wears a collar
and chews socks
when you’re crying
in bed at 3 a.m.
when you feel like
a burnt piece of toast
that no one wanted anyway
god jumps up beside you
licks your tears
and falls asleep with her nose
in your armpit
not because you smell good
'cuz chances are you don’t
but because
that’s where you are
and god always
wants to be where you are
she’s not interested
in your five-year plan
she’s not keeping score
she doesn’t care if you meditate
or hydrate or
know the number
for your senator
she just wants to be with you
god is a dog
and love
real love
has fur on the furniture
and forgiveness in the eyes
that’s all the theology I need
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Poem © Angi Sullins my book "The Fragile and the Fierce - Poetic Remedies for the Tender, the Tired, and the Unyielding” SHIPPING FREE HERE: https://angisullins.com/shop-3-2/
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