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SUNDAY PRAYER, xlii
Time & time again,
I slip a dream into your drink,
when you wake up you won't remember,
night's a litter of drowsy embers.
Lock the doors, go out in twos,
watch out for cars, ignore the news,
a family circus of who shot who,
for what is what I'm asking you. I am, I am.
Time & time again,
I am reborn on Easter Island.
People need no invitation
to this peaceful demonstration
of a world so full of hate
of itself that it can't think straight.
Little Saigon snug as bugs,
the art of laminating love I am, I am, I am.
But you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine.
From dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes.
Time & time again, I am, I am.
DAS - Austell, Georgia, USA
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