February 6, 2025
now or a few thousand years later
kneeling for a lover does not stop
helping me remember god is a stranger
still pauses me inside my wonder
to reconsider the location of heaven
divinity has always been
far less far from humanity
than some preachers like to pretend
it is always sad old men in the Bible
asking an angry god to forgive
it takes another human mouth
to kiss this being better
locked doors are no obstacle
when there is a trellis to climb
and a conspirator on the inside
to catch me over and into
that secret courtyard where jasmine
tucks itself into all the stars