I don't need god because I have a pillow top mattress. It's always there for comfort in the back of my mind like a reason to make it home tonight after an 18 hour shift.

Forgiver of all my sins. It cradles me to peace, even on my most evil of nights. Omniscient and silent. It knows what I've done and it knows how I've felt. I've wept into it. Wrote poem after poem while sitting Indian style atop of it. Chosen lovers and tasted their skin all over it. It doesn't ask questions. It just holds me gently and mends my aching bones until I'm fast asleep.