What I liked best about Buddhists
was how they made just sitting religious,
like there's hope for all us lazy-asses
wasting long hours in traffic
or downloading porn between meals,
forever renaming the inexplicable.
I've misplaced my faith in pews.
But it would be fine to attend mass
in a claw-footed bathtub, to find Christ
in a hammer's Bohemian swing,
wash of nocturnal stubble from a razor
set to the unplaned hush of morning.
Michael Meyerhofer's second book, Blue Collar Eulogies, was published by Steel Toe Books. His first, Leaving Iowa, won the Liam Rector First Book Award. He has also won the Marjorie J. Wilson Best Poem Contest, the James Wright Poetry Award, the Laureate Prize, and the Annie Finch Prize for Poetry. His work has appeared in Ploughshares, North American Review, Arts & Letters, River Styx, Quick Fiction and other journals, and can be read online at www.troublewithhammers.com.