I have a friend, actually, a husband of my wife’s friend
who uses Bible verses to respond
to any issue.
If homosexuality comes up in the conversation,
he quotes a line
of scripture, word-for-word, his tongue like a wand
ending the discussion. Then he stands there,
happy in his certainty.
If we talk about what’s beyond
the grave, beyond the slow climb
into the earth, he recites, with a flare,
chapter and verse to claim his kingdom.
I admire his ignorance. For everything, there is an answer.
He never doubts or wonders. His prayers,
he knows, enter into the open ears of the divine.