OVERHEAD

on an altar in my backyard

other gods sleep restless

backs turned opposite of the SUN

rising portals gently awaken

breathing heart held overhead

for everyone to see

even the sun god himself

even the moon god herself

as the fire creeps up the blood

stream warm on shoulder seeps down

a backroad she whispers in her sleep

a half a tank of gas will get us far enough

ENRAPTURED

lone tears after midnight

staining cosmic satin

where two or more gather

at your tombstone is where

you'll find the mercy seat

it is where you will find

god's reflection

sharpening ideals out of plague

and solitude lightly tarred with feathers