I wrapped up all my strange dreams in
Clear plastic memory
Safe for the next few centuries
Where the bad times that brought me to my knees
I'm not the only one who's losing sleep
From the storm drains to the flood plains
And out to the Atlantic
Where the parts per million
Are easily forgotten
We'll all partake in
This holy uncommunion
You're banking hard on miracles
Like a biscuit forgets the mixing bowl
It's as good as true for all you know
An endangered beast will die in its tracks
That's water to wine that you can't get back
From the sand dunes of the North woods
To the smoke plumes of Corpus Christi
Where the parts per million
Are transubstantiated
We'll all breathe deep in
This holy uncommunion
To the eye
It's never the right place or time
It's imperceptible
It's beauty in its darkest form
Like a bombed out arts and craft store
We'll make our way through the null and the void
We'll do as anyone would expect
We'll pick through the shit and take anything left
From the desert to the delta
And out to the Pacific
Where the parts per million
Are easily ingested
We'll all partake in
This holy uncommunion
We're losing faith in
Petroleum communion
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