Medicated God

Medicated God

A Poem by MARZ

God was having visions so they

gave him an EEG and

now he’s on seizure medication.


He’s doing great, he’s getting

good grades.

The visions aren’t interrupting his focus in class

and he can do long division just like the rest of them.


See, he was saying, for a while,

that he was inventing a new way to divide.

Something about numbers actually being

solid things, like blue cubes and orange stop signs,

and he said he was going to invent a system

where you could divide colors and shapes into other colors and shapes

and we wouldn’t need calculators

ever again.


He’s stopped saying that –

Now he’s super quiet, and stares at the chalkboard

with black blank eyes

and sometimes he complains that he can

hear his bones moving –

and at the end of the school day, in-between when the last bell rings and

his parents arrive,

he just cries.

We tell him to do as much of his homework as he can

so he can have time to play when he gets home but

he just cries.

© 2009 MARZ

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This was hilarious! Even though I don't know if missed something or not. (I'm only 12)
Great poem. :)

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