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Temple River

from Selfies by Men With Day Jobs

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He feels the chill of metal, cold against his skin He stops dead still, heart frozen, his heel upon the pin One step from forever, a moment locked in time He waits in trust for life or dust, to write the next line

And the Temple River rushes down to feed the farms below and from the deepest crater does the strongest bamboo grow…

He grows among the killing fields, waist-deep in the mire From childhood torn asunder, to refuge from the fire Returning to a fresh hope, learnings old and new, family reunited in search for something true

And the Temple River rushes down…

He leads through ancient visions, dreamed by god-kings past of temples wreathed in waterfalls, and stairways heaven-cast He smiles their well-worn stories, he kneels to kiss the stone He strolls among the karma, the writing now his own

And the Temple River rushes down….

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from Selfies, released October 23, 2018

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