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SUNDAY PRAYER, cclxiv
time & time again
there are days i much prefer the void
to a sky crowded by dying stars
each of them unreachable, far too far
to even comprehend, the true distance
between them, between women and men especially
any miscalculations thereupon are deadly
believe me, i have made them aplenty
time & time again
upon the sea of possibility
i have protracted the scope and the target
of an emptiness so deep and so dark it
will not be filled by anything
neither kiss nor spring nor drug nor drink
and yet in it all are magnified such
that everyone feels just close enough to touch
i am, i am
you are a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - columbus, ohio, u.s.a.