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Lullaby


ISSUE:  Winter 2004

Sleep, shelter me.
Shuffle

me back into the deck
where I belong—

Sing no shout
your favorite song

until I fall
into your empty arms.

Let me be what
dust has to be, settling

over everything
& I promise to dream

of new houses & old
loves no longer. I swear,

sweet sleep,
I will summon no one

if you make me
again mine.

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