A Little Trap Door Opens, Silence (Colin James)

Verity La Heightened Talk

Is that you God
loitering in the begonias
behind old man Kebler’s barn?
the trails there are endless
labyrinths of cruelty to their friends
if you lay low, the distracted
will walk right past
and who isn’t nowadays?
you must tell me how you fared
leave a note on the window
nail it to the glass