A KIND OF PRAYER

again 
i count my blessings

again
they number well enough

and
i
fear
and
loathe
the day again
when
they
may
come
up
short

but that wont happen
that wont happen

that wont happen 
cos im different now

and anyway what saved me before
can save me again

music
confession

the healthy opiate
of the dream machine

a short haired hippy openness

my cynicism labelled and filed
in
the
stardust laterbase

and
my
own
fm radio plastic zen

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