stretched out on living
room couch long-
limbed nights seeking
God in conversation

all the crumbs we
leave under cushions at
times wanting to leave
you told me just believe

but I’m comfortable
sprawled mumbling
our conjectural
disagreements

this kind of love
even at odds means
a faith your brain
has a heart to rest on

(originally published in Carpe Bloom, Winter 2019)