If God did not exist, it would be necessary
to invent him.
-Voltaire
I was young.
There were stars in my eyes.
I believed in him.
He was something I could protect.
Don’t sit in that chair—
that’s Mr. Dragon’s chair:
you have to look out for your dragons.
If I had pie, Mr. Dragon had pie.
If I had milk, so did he.
He was with me.
I fed him.
Watched over him.
Made sure he didn’t get squished.
At Christmas, we went to Aunt
Margaret’s.
It was warm.
There were stars in the sky.
Aunt Margaret is sick, she has cancer.
He feeds her.
She believes in Him.
She is something He can protect.
He is with her.
When it’s starless.
You have to look out for your dragons.