You must throw yourself upon it like a sword
of air and secret fire, and die
for a while, more rapidly.
You must launch yourself into the approaching wave
and incorporate into the ocean.
Your gut must be the fireblanket
for the detonating word, your eyes the wells
into which God drops
the reflected moon.
This poem appeared in a November 2015 update of Oddball magazine online, and in a 2016 chapbook titled Stage Poems. For this latter appearance, Pen & Anvil nominated this poem for a Pushcart Prize.