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SUNDAY PRAYER, cliii
time & time again
like helen keller in the earth
of her own mind black as night
growing roses by the light
of love of life and emptiness,
having nothing really but a kiss
that is truly mine to give
except for this, that is
but this i am i am.
time & time again
with rain pooling in her mouth
her eyes as good as deadset diamonds
buried burning helpless coals
helen how as i now crumble
under luxury you humbled
even death with your dead eyes
piercing everything in sight
i am i am
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 - lubbock, texas, u.s.a.