god blesses the strangest souls.
makes the far away near and the
near completely disappear.
sometimes i’m sad i’m not there.
either the door’s locked, or there’s
no door at all. the old comes and
goes like loose change in my pocket.
it’s baptizing the dead.
the best part of my day hangs between
my thighs. bees always leave their
honey. it flows between my teeth.
he stirs my pudding.
sunflowers stare at me. trees
see everything. where i sleep
my forest satisfies me. animals
become stars chanting the heart
sutra. jesus died from friendly fire.
it seems so long ago, or yesterday.