gods at the pool

           if i were god i'd spend monies on niche 

vaccines  curing nomenclatures unheard by the flock i'd rely on to expand my territory

if i were god i'd project skittles with yes magic

 flood the streets  they'ed be helpless as they worship me     and then it'd be heaven

if i were god i'd make them wear rocks 

      tell them to paint their faces with shit        to word off words, outlaw the unfenced 

and appoint the taller ones to rowdy      up the ones that don't like country music

ban a band of bounties whom thought of a clearing in the woods 

to tell the truth of it 

but everyone now says they had herpes.

if i were god we wouldn't have to talk about them

                          if i were god the bees would get whats coming to them and i'd have a 

corner unit, top floor and everyone would know what unit i live in, while at the pool, on saturdays

i drink skittles

and wear cool shorts

   and am not the person clocked in sitting on the chair dressed in a uniform at the pool

if i were god that person would pay more attention to those annoying robots 

                who i know make less than me; so should not annoy me

doesn't that person know how to do their job?