One night a man was crying,

“Allah, Allah!”

His lips grew sweet with the praising,

until a cynic said,

“So! I have heard you

calling out, but have you ever

gotten any response?”

The man had no answer for that.

He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep.

He dreamed he saw Khidr, the guide of souls,

in a thick, green foliage,

“Why did you stop praising?”

“Because I’ve neve...

                         to Quelyn

When I hang out

With someone I love,

I find myself

Absorbing

A bit of who she is.

I find I notice

And want to chase

Squirrels.

I want to howl

At sirens.

I notice scents.

Well,

I already notice ...