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SUNDAY PRAYER, clxiv
time & time again
this is a magical beginning
with the water lilting under us
the lightning quilting thunder's lust
there is a devil in the storm
shifting forms becoming something
without horns perhaps an infamy
of love shrouded in symphony
i am i am
time & time again
i am left standing at the other end
of joy, just a boy learning
to live with his choices
when i consider the relief
that it would be to be ended
to be blown out like a tire, like
a candle before bed, o to retire
o to be dead i am 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 - detroit, michigan, u.s.a.