you force me to the edge of it,
dainty on its precipice.
Is this what you want?
Is this what you really want?
My tounge a flame of fire.
a thousand clashing gospel choirs.
O my soul – O, my soul! O my
soul
I am magnetized now baptize me deep down
low in the jordan
low now in the Jordan low,
in the jordan deep.
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© Charlie Young, 2021.
