A Prayer (Home)
O, Lord, if I am to die of asphyxiation,
let it be of carbon monoxide
let it be in the garage of my home
let it be the smell of my dad’s 1967 Porsche 911’s engine filling the room
it smells like nostalgia (purified)
it smells like a memory (fading)
it smells like home (home)
O, Lord, if I am to die of asphyxiation,
Lord, let me die at home.
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(2023)
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