Night Prayers Used to Talk One-on-One with the Gods

Young Old Man fooled the Sky King,
Made him think he could bring down
The gods to bring back the dead.

Well, we do these things, don’t we?
Trick things—I’ll fool you, you me,
You you, I me. What’s that gleam?

Who’s that shade, that shape who glows
Just past the lamp-lit silk screen?
Gods will show up, just like that.

That’s a sweet trait they all share.
Gods will let you talk to them.
You can catch them like the dew

In a pan. Leave one set out
All night. Gods will come to drink.
Sure. They will. Just as you think.