adopt posture befitting a
sunken ship,
sorry ones like me
conk out on the couch with the
lights on,no matter,
i've made it something like a
spiritual practice these days,
texture for
mountain ranges,cover
holy heads with their
little hoods,rainy walks
good too,
splashing puddles,prayers
like kaddish for sunshine,
don't come back yet,
we want clouds,
praise who gives mercy,
praise who forgives,
praise who reads books and
remembers things,
the rest of us
get a knock on the head,
praise who made
thunder,thankful last night
when the house shook
under trumpets i heard,
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