The Atheist God

I descartes my body:
it’s a verb now, because
all that exists is my mind,
and in my mind I can
rule the world, rule the language,
rule the milling peopled chaos
that doesn’t exist at all. 

Open the window, my self escapes,
drifting out of life and over
the steel-windowed city.
I am everywhere and everything
as the city exists here and only
in my mind; so if I descartes my body
then the only option left for me
is to be God. 

So I am God, creating
lonely seas and skies in which
to lose my mind. And if
I could lose that mind,
then I do not exist at all.
I descartes myself
and the atheist God is born.