I am
going
to
go
and
sit on
the back of a hill,
overlooking
the
lake,
and
first write
then read,
my poetry

to God.


Now that,

I've got this thing
under my skin,
and I've got you,
under my wing.

I feel you
taking me up,

and eating me up,

and swallowing

all
of
my sins.