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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxxiv
time & time again
the holes will close up by themselves
as soon as you take the rings out
put the peace sign down, and sing no more,
and toil. reach your hands into the soil
reel in this endless earthworm
as he squirms against your hands
as if you were his hourglass and he
was your grain of sand
time & time again
the check will come on friday
put the garbage out on tuesday
cut the grass on sunday
with your teeth. clean everything.
don't forget to feed the washing machine.
what a sad and lovely waltz is this
a trick candle, our little life
of little risk.
but you're a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - chicago, illinois, u.s.a.