Longing

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It’s you again this morning
Can’t I meet another face?
Can’t I buy a little Grace?

It makes me tired
this waking up
and waking up again
A day is like an empty road
A desert sky
A ball of shame

And even though it’s kind
I’m kind
I’ve found the land of kind
The desperate
is so desperate
and I’m lost
and lost again

It’s quieter than it ever was
I can hear some prayers
that might be mine
I can hear the time
move through me
and myself move
through the time

I used to long for many things
Now I long for less
I long to put my head down
to rest in softer breath

I’m looking for a weathered rock
a salty shore
a place to put my head down
and ask for nothing more

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