To the City of Fire
If I forget you let my sleep dwindle
and vanish in the dark early mornings
Let sleep forget me until I learn
to keep you near and not stray and
not rest
in my wanderings over your rutted
face
How can you think it can ever be finished
between us Do you understand
how the jostlings and marketplaces
of any other city how any
meadow or china cup will summon you
dying my provenance eyes closed trailing
blood from the severed leg left in
the trap
you made Do you think you will dance
that dance
forever Listen There will be a night
when the steel din of your heartbeat
will fall
almost silent when I will ask your
clamor
from you and it will be given I mean
to stay I mean to last your rebuffs
betrayals trials of stamina and trust
I mean to part your smoke to sleep
my mindful sleep and with that strength
hold you
and say the parting words over you
and listen to the manifold voices
of those you crushed struggle into
speech
to give myself to help make what will
come
Blues
By this fire I still can feel the
wind
By this fire I still can feel the
wind
Stays by my shoulders like it's listenin
All night I hear somebody callin
me
All night I hear somebody callin me
But I can't think what could the answer
be
When I get home I'll lock the peaceful
in
When I get home I'll lock the peaceful
in
When I get home I'll tell you where
I been
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