Sunday, September 28, 1997

Pulsa Denura

straight from the source, from there where
black fire dwells, like breath from the rock
a dark brilliance deep deep in night
an utterly female force
with an answering observation
what did those who curse really think they could do?
I drive him crazy

he can't help it, he loves me and we're stuck like glue

and those who truly know, know
that on the day of judgment
it's much better to be an ignorant baalat teshuvah
than a gidufi with an idolatrous curse staining the tongue

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