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SUNDAY PRAYER, vi
time & time again,
I want to lionize the lamb,
to draw my bloodbaths with his plan,
and turn his swords of love to ash.
She sets her heart on top the rungs
of all the taste buds in my tongue.
She clothes my eyes, and bids me guess,
it tasted just like senseless death. I am, I am.
Time & time again,
I lean my ladder on your neck,
and lean to lick your sundae best,
and spread the marrow on your chest,
where we last buried deep our bones
to plant a kiss and grow a home,
but those dreams are carriages of ghosts,
so where I go, I go alone. I am, I am, I am.
But you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine.
Dusk to a moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes.
Time & time again, I am, I am.
DAS - Washington, D.C., USA
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