Fall backward to disappear
into the water
Ask the preacher
to let you stay down a while
and when you rise up into the air your ears
and eyes turn on again so strongly
it seems you no longer need them
But you do
In the news this weekend a musician
one mother, and three teenage boys canoeing
capsized or cramped up, their breath
flaked with lake silt and quarry-dark
Newly taken by faith
you still must flinch. Shun dark alleys. Test
your brakes
In some ways all is not forgiven