J.J. Campbell

seek out the lord
in the piano bar
down the street

maybe in the
curves of the
beautiful woman
playing the bass
guitar

maybe the lord
is lining up on
the table in the
corner

or unzipping her
shirt a little as she
tries to make an
impossible combo
shot

seek out the lord
in a plume of cigar
smoke straight from
cuba

the lord surely must
be in this glass of
whiskey

you have to be
a little drunk to
believe in a place
called heaven