How Prayer Works: Responses

The reason God feeds on carrots
is to see clearly, the tint-sacred words
that meander from our shadowy lives.
My brother knew this and still slept with a chaplet around his wrist.

no one holds God’s ears better than me
whenever he prepares his table to feed on my altar.
our twin gestures only delay the spin-jitsus of Amen
he would whisper as he releases little doses of sleep.

in physics, noise is little irregular frequencies; I hope it’s not what we both sound like
holding the infinite rope fraying off like dead choices.

so if in case he forgets, we hold to ransom
the prophets who wielded his laughter in beads,
his ears in claps, and his presence in a foggy incense.
at least, it’s how they say you get his attention.

Ruddapoet