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With what remains
I kneel in dirt, so dust, so dry, so creek-bed-dead … I cry
I breathe in ash, so cinder, so charred, so colorless gray … I pray
Scorched solar switches lash and slash my blistered bare back … I bleed
I plead
With what remains of me
Drops of blood
Splash
On barren earth in time with my wristwatch … tick
Parched pale land swallows each red … drip
A thirst never quenched, a glut with no … quit
I plead
With what remains of me
______
I left
Tomorrow
Swallowed in yesterday
Inside a pine box of what could have been
What a waste of …
So much
In the past
I knelt on gold, so bright, so bold, so filthy rich cold … I lied
I drank fine wine, so dry, so smooth, so sate with pride … I died
Like a loosed leaf … dried
Like a loosed leaf … dried
I floated from the tree of golden apples
Captured by breezes
To the river of ash
Where I saw my reflection
In a creek-bed-so-dead … I cried
In a creek-bed-so-dead … I cried
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I plead from what is left
Mercy … God … please
Forgive
Consume time survived
Like a seed
In your garden of life
And if I bloom in the spring
Let my reflection
Be
Your face
With what remains
Of me
In You
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