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SUNDAY PRAYER, cclxxx
time & time again
the once bright bulbs whose brains burned out
the once full bottles that fence the windowsill
be still, they are all but things
see how your hand ages under the engagement ring?
& your body under the blankets and the wine
and pills? be still, they are but lines
my love, gray is just a color in your mind
and though time & time again
the week goes by and sunday arrives
and the wreath spins on the door some more
the cat bats away the yarn
invisible animals in your invisible barn
its walls your handmade hands in prayer
bare as the sun, doubled like a dare
where all goes right and all is fair
there, 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 - chicago, illinois, u.s.a.