God Ain't Watching
I moved like smoke through dim rooms,
slow grin, pressed shirt,
phone turned face down by instinct.
No thunder.
No hand through the ceiling.
No angel at the hotel desk
asking whether the reservation
was under my name or my mother’s disappointment.
If judgment had an invoice,
I thought, surely it would arrive.
So I collected nights:
perfume on a collar,
heels beside a bed,
hearts left open
like tabs I never planned to pay.
I prayed once for timing,
leaving forgiveness untouched.
Let nobody call while I am here.
Let each woman believe the silence
belongs only to her.
God did not strike me.
Years later I understood mercy
can look exactly like delay
when the man receiving it
has mistaken time for innocence.
About the Author:
Kiminou Knox is a poet and author originally from the San Francisco Bay Area and now based in New Orleans, Louisiana. He is the author of ten books, including Why Did You Ghost Me and My Father: Love Letters to God. His poetry has also appeared in Emerald City Ghosts and Spare Parts Literary.
Through his writing, Knox explores the complexities of love, vulnerability, relationships, self-worth, and personal accountability. His poetry combines intimate storytelling with vivid imagery, capturing the emotions, quiet struggles, and deeply human experiences that often remain unspoken.
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