Season For God

Contrast is enticing 
with the face of kindness 
stirring something else up 
that feels exciting 
as long as it stays 
in hiding. 

But the night has eyes 
born in the shadows 
waiting for us to come 
a little closer over time. 

All the while, it grows roots 
in our curiosity and pain 
until the mask dissolves 
in the amassing abyss. 

This is when we see 
at last, the fiendish teeth 
smiling in the freedom 
of finding a home. 


Some creatures living in us 
are shaped in response 
to experience, 
and some in the ravages 
of invasion. 

Some push their way 
into residential resonance 
when we aren’t looking, 
or when we look too close, 
and before you know it, 
you’re a host. 


Be careful of what 
you lean into before 
you turn into that 
which you see. 
For the eyes are the veil 
or the door to becoming 
whatever we perceive. 


God, please save us
from ourselves.


© 2024, S. Naify