I have had lovers like him, I realize, / recognizing parts of him: one, the stance, / two, the stillness, another, the kinder / caution of his antlers, narrow-set and velvet.

Suddenly your Facebook posts are lit up like the teachings / of Saint Francis or a birthday card from a four-year-old: / "I thought I'd post this song for my beautiful son Phillip, / on account he is an Arlo fan and a blessing," words / clear as rain, which up till now required beer and speed