On track,
new life born
in rampant mind songs
mouthed out
like silent Rosary
at the chaotic streets
On point,
bringing new love
to lonely wanderers
who see beauty
in every calf and cobblestone
and weep
On time,
for all of time,
that light
that flash of knowledge
sending every sultry sinner
singing in crazed demonic joy
sparking new life
for those new needy souls
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