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SUNDAY PRAYER, clxvi
time & time again
you remember the old man
in the rust red van outside
the gas station in phoenix?
i don't want to be him
when i'm seventy three
with no home but my heart
in my arthritic hands
sleeping in a rust red van
time & time & time & ten times
louder than love the bell round my neck
that rings so death knows where i am
no matter where i drive the van
he would surely find us
& he will take me from you
like he took an old man
outside a gas station in phoenix
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 - portland, oregon, u.s.a.