"The Love Song of Lucas Burkett" by Lucas Burkett

If I ask in my best poetic voice
Please check yes.

I think this problem with intimacy stems
from Confession when Bishop Crawley grilled me
over whether or not I liked Baywatch.

I was twelve.

For Lent, I
substituted the sin of spermicide
with smoking.

(Us dinosaurs hunted for pornography)

I’m sorry
for interrupting
our elegy


I’ll be ready (I’ll be ready)
(whenever you fear) oh don’t you fear.
Forever and always, I’m always here.