My lack of material ambition
is undoing me
while my spiritual desire goes deep
as bottomless wells.
I seek the balance which escapes me
with every waking vision;
Still, in the night, holy consolation,
there he is to call me angel
(but every angel is terrifying,
and terribly lonely)
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