Minotaur tries to talk

Minotaur stands by the traffic lights
where is god when you need him
it’s like the buses
Minotaur shouts out loud (in his head)
as is his wont
Minotaur needs to talk to god
it is time that that they had it out
to know where they both stand
in the scheme of things
for god speaketh once yea twice
yet man perceiveth it not
or is it the other way round
Minotaur feels like screaming
but that would scare the five-foot two mother
waiting to cross with a child
in the blue-green tartan pushchair
Minotaur wants to talk
Minotaur (still in his head)
lets out a shopping mall scream
the child in the blue-green tartan pushchair
leans forward and makes faces at him
Minotaur smiles and sticks his tongue out
the lights change and so does the cast
Minotaur crosses the road
and goes into the underground station
if there were no inner god
we would have to invent one