Questions to Ask the Lord or a Sleeping Lover


Have you ever been to a birdless place? 

Can you hear a crab burrow
into the captain's eye, or a conch
that swears billowing sails? 

Have you
pitched your faith
to unnavigable seas? 

Does the scope of starless nights
fracture your orbital bone? 

Where does the will to live
exist, when year after year,
loved ones row out
into the darkness, and only
the vessels return? 

Is that a seagull?
Is that a lighthouse? 

Are you awake?


Published in Drunk Monkeys.


As All the World Burns