The Naked Christian

I don’t think I’m supposed to skinny dip,

because I am a Christian.

Even if I were alone, 

God forbid I’d be

               in a garden, 

               near a fruit tree,

               naked. 

Poem for Sanity

Regulating Clamor 

God gave you ten fingers.
I don't understand how five of those won't
fit over the mouth of your screaming child.