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SUNDAY PRAYER, ccxx
time & time again
i was the fire breather's friend
we were a team, and i carried that team
on a chair around the field,
counting sunbeams as they fled the sun
tracking what we lost and won
as a cat might track an injured lion
to peter's feet at the gates of zion
i am, i am
time & time again
who is picked last among the chosen ones
like a flower planted in the barrel
of a loaded gun, a christmas carol
sung for whoever answers the door
and somehow shakes them to their core
each night the kaleidoscope of strangers
is again turned, away in a manger
i am, i am
but you are a birthday,
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - minneapolis, minnesota, u.s.a.