new work – Lullaby

Lullaby Elliott batTzedek What is the oldest true thing you know and how does it bind you? Softly, I pray for you, gently— Mississippi River silt, puppy ears, bunny fur, Downy, Charmin, Palmolive or if rigidly then may it, I pray, be the spine that keeps you upright as the cedars of Lebanon Mine wraps me tight so calm so reassuring, lullabying its sweet refrain: there is no place for you in this world there is no place for you in this world there is no there is no there is no there is no place there is no there is no there is no there is no you

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