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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxxxix
time & time again,
i saw the best minds of my generation
destroyed by allen ginsberg
who had the sense to howl timber
when he heard the doom tree fall
longdistance calls in the forest of malls
i am with you in the moth chamber
on the same drugs pushing
the same pain of labor
time & time again
o save me succulent placebo
my jesus of the water woods
who woulda shoulda what buddha could
in neil cassady's panting pants
american fags, firebombs of japan,
i am with you in that white moth chamber
holyman, ranger, zen gladiator
i am i am
because you're a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - little egypt, u.s.a.