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SUNDAY PRAYER, clxiii
time & time again
as reality is kicking in
the broke getting their fixes in
the headless manes with loaded arms
who made their way the way of harm
not hurting anyone but themselves
falling down the wishing well
who paid for heaven was given hell
i am i am
time & time again
if i could take the white sands with me
everywhere i go there would be sand
the world would be an hourglass
covering the concrete streets
you and me and everyone inbetween
with heavy manes and heavier hands
the fix of all fixes, the plan of all plans
i am
but you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine
dusk to a moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - new haven, connecticut, u.s.a.