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SUNDAY PRAYER, ccxxi
time & time again
up to the lighthouse on the rocks we walked
if winds threatened to gutter us
like bowling pins, like butterfly puss
we are gathering on the headlights
angel of death transvestite, desire
is your pyro in the library
skeleton king of the tomato faeries
i am i am
time & time again
the hopeless goddess of the rooftop
met me halfway, where the raindrop
meets the firework in the sky
i know eventually i will ruin it
sure as water grows on an AC unit
in a window. to mine own heart be a bimbo
perhaps limbo is just another word
for a long wick getting lit first
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 - marquette, michigan, u.s.a.