invitation to a riot

one night

i sat just so

in candlelight

staring

at heaven’s door

with properly

softened eyes—

gold lace and

gossamer

monk spun

angel breath—

waiting

until a brick

smashed

the window

and tumbled

across the floor

into my bended knee

like a landed fish

gasping i looked out:

god on the lawn

waving me down

in a hurry

“if you’re done

they’re throwing

a righteous riot

at the edge of town—

some have finally

lost their minds—

let’s go!”