I was very concerned
About myself
Having three girlfriends
On one roll of film,
All of us indecisive
As dice in a trembling hand.

But the pictures
Were good,
Made me want each
Embodied hope
Again. I was lonely
And called
And called.
But no one was home
And my wine
Tasted like water.

So I called upon God
To comfort me
But God was busy
Fanning the embers
Of ancient battles
Into fire and flags.