“on a bus ride into town,
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i wondered about “why am i going to town?”
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as i looked around on the billboards
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and the stories i thought,
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“why do i look around?”<\/p>\n
i got up and bowed and i kissed the filthy ground
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and in the first dry spot i found, i laid back down
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without having to wonder why i was laying down.<\/p>\n
before long i was too cold,
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and so i took a bus back to the station,
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i found a letter left by a pay phone with no return contact.
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and it read like a horn blown by some sad angel.
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“bunny, it was me, it was me who let you down”
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it was the shyest attempt i’d ever seen at conversation.<\/p>\n
if i didnt have you as my guide,
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i’d still wander lost in Sinai counting the plates of cars from out of state.
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(how i could jump in their path as they hurry along!)
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until you surround me,
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you’re pretty but youre all i can see, like a thick fog – if there was no way into god,
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i would never have laid in this grave,
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a body, for so long.<\/p>\n
St. Cyril’s fair always came through the first week of September,
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but it’s already the 19th and there’s no sign of it yet.
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i have a hard time remembering the things i should remember,
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and a hard time forgetting all the things i should forget.
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Oh Christ, when you’re ready to come back,
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i think im ready for you to come back,
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but if you want to stay wherever exactly it is you are, that’s okay too –
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its really none of my business.<\/p>\n
and if i didn’t have you as my guide, i’d still be wandering lost in Sinai
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or down by the tracks, watching trains go by to remind me:
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there are places that aren’t here.
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i had a well but all the water left,
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so i’ll ask for your forgiveness with every breath,
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if there was no way into god,
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i would never have laid in this grave of a body…so long, dear
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“on a bus ride into town, i wondered about “why am i going to town?” as i looked around on the billboards and the stories i thought, “why do i look around?” i got up and bowed and i kissed the filthy ground and in the first dry spot i found, i laid back down … Continue reading <\/span>