all the good

Last night
I dreamt
I was drinking
French Roast Hazelnut
with cream and
3 sugars
while you danced
in the grass.
And in the brush pile,
where the birds and squirrels
were gossiping about your
Old White Man Shuffle,
a raccoon sat watching,
wishing he could take off his mask
and join you
again.

All Rise

To pray with us
at the
Back Porch Church,
All you have to do
is
Laugh.
And to worship,
we sing-
it’s a choir full of
Classic Rock.
You will blend right in.
The only difference is
We are the one
giving the message to
God.
Our feet beating
a tattoo
of
love love love
into pine needles,
our hands passing fire
like an offering plate
and our mouths,
scented with coffee cream,
our tongues tired
from tasting
The Knowing,
Say this
in [...]