"This is What Keeps Him Up at Night," by D. Lyn

He gropes with his relationship with God

Old and feeble, suffering and weak

He recalls the days in the rectory

Stealing wine and breaking every cardinal sin

Rebellious, pigheaded, selfish and bleak

He resurrects the nights he hallucinated

Soaring the cosmos

Seeing his face inside out

Feeling one step closer to an answer

He tosses and turns

Black goes to white

All the while wrapped up in chains

Regrets, missteps, heartache and pain