The Owl
whiskey fire roar
and woman sleeping
I awoke dark
from owl window
calling snow
to morning places
skin smell
and the soft gone
jacket trees
and boots on
found god
sleeping still
in stick places
I called feather
head back, roar
snow, fire, skin
whiskey dark
and sleep again
Christopher Warner lives in central Illinois, where he works as a conductor for Union Pacific railroad. He is currently a student in the low-residency MFA program at Seattle Pacific University. Previous work has appeared in The Adirondack Review.