Christian Wiman, I’m So Sorry.

I said the word God

and fell asleep into the bright abyss.

On the edge of my rocking chair

 

I slumped. It was worth

A sore neck and losing

my place amidst your poetry.

 

I had heard about the disciples

who nodded off while

Jesus said the word God.

 

I’ve been told the devil

sprinkles stardust over a kneeling

saint. There are no praying insomniacs.

 

I said the word God and

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