response poem: wide awake

after Molly Blendall's "Sail"

See the inspiration for this poem here.

Forget spiritual bliss. 
 	How do I stop the hunger?
Roasting a luscious chicken breast?
 	Tossed fruit, spritzing with moisture?
 		A sautéed, mushroom, shrimp, truffle oil, aioli, kale, fresh scampi--
 	I never saw you closer to God
 	than when the camera worshiped you
spilling across the table, all
 				the oil…