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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxcix
time & time again
the waves are folded on the ocean
just an endless ironing board.
just a steel green evening gown
whose lace-traced edges sweep the ground
& who am i to the dancing shore
as back and forth the lady sways
one minute near, but the next,
she's far away
time & time again
it is important to me, said the corpse
of the hole he was to sleep in
that no light in morning creep in
that it not be too deep or shallow
& that the soil be rich & black
don't break your back digging a hole
however big, it is too small
for your soul
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 - san diego, california, u.s.a.