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Winter’s Prayer

In the very middle of winter
   they wildly shred my skin to pieces and
      utterly crush my bones
         She betrays me again and
   no one then knows which part of me
      is fish or flesh
Goddess of light, goddess of light
After years of loneliness, I took a wife
   and loved her for a good long while
but she filled my house with spite and stuff
   until there was no room left
Goddess of light, goddess of light
In Spring they say, the wild pink trout
   becomes puffed up, exuberant and joyful
      he can’t keep still and he
erotically leaps above the water to feel
      the ecstasy of air on his gills
Goddess of light, goddess of light
Then I found the love of my life
   and though I came to her in disguise
   she easily recognized me by my wounds
   and tried to starve me to death
It wasn’t until after the third blow
   that I died
Goddess of light, goddess of light
I can no longer blame you for anything, my dear
   for in our dream I saw
the meanness of your heart
      and the black rats gnawing at
         your soul

-July 3, 2007-