Sweet prayers

Never sure

If I’m divine inspiration

Or demonic warning

Perhaps a hairs breadth

Between them

Sit still with animal

Apollonian

Dionysus making other plans

And sometimes I

Touch you and you recoil

Too much energy

At too tender a time

I would render you

Into the woods

Take you amidst the

Leaves on a found altar

Over and over again

Raw with it

And in so doing

God

Man

Animal

All the same

All served

Coral pink kisses

Sweet and damp

Serving as prayer