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SUNDAY PRAYER, ccxci
time & time again,
call me ishmael, some years ago
never mind how long precisely
amidst the palm trees and retirees
i held a seance in the jungle jack-knife
of florida, having waited half my life
to make footsteps in the angel attic
same as those i'd heard them so erratic
make among the singers who so brutish bowled
the earth in all its girth from this to that
open your house, unroll the welcome mat
let everyone in sight come see at last
you are free, you are on the market
cleopatra rolled up in a carpet
i traveled all this way and all this time
to be famous only in your eyes
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 - iowa city, iowa, u.s.a.