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Almost A Prayer

Going out in a clear sky
out of my foggy soul
Martin Place in a bus
sitting in a frosty corner of my mind
paralyzed by scary thoughts
incapable and inapt
like rotten plums
rubbing my eyes in despair
after so many years still travelling
nowhere near the Sea
the docks I mean of Circular Quay
raining suddenly
lost as usual
io ego sumus always a poor actor
an imaginary ewe a goat
of my Sicilian mountains
fallen in a cleft or a split
useless on the bus
gone out this morning
what I do home waiting for what?
next stop is mine to walk
through the slippery ground
wandering mind going down like this
in a flick of fingers
should I enter a church?
Saint Mary for instance just to pray a little
like a child asking for help like a destitute
someone in a prison waiting for his torturer
tomorrow will be better
so many of these tomorrows gone out of
the window not being able to catch
a single glimpse of light
yes I am crossing the dark my Lord
that's exactly the word
to say and to repeat like a litany
you may hear me someone else
up there able to lissen to the crying people
down here a master a god a nourisher
the soother of fears
of weakness of dullness of dispair
the rain stopping no sun however
a light wind rippling the harbour water
a gentle digeridoo
the crowd I don't belong to
beggar of a dollar of pity sympathy and
mercy from you again my lost Lord
I still remember you do you remember me?
Do you know me? Will you come tonight
to visit holding my hand saying to me
blind man tomorrow you will see!
I am not afraid of dying believe me
I am rather terrified of losing the plot
wasted locked in a box
like an abducted animal…
oh my cats at home…
I am a Lord to them like you are for men
may be sleeping at the moment in my bed upstairs
may be crying and miaoing to me
the absentee
like I am doing with thee!

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