(Found lines are from "Othello", Joni Mitchell, and Tanith Lee)
It is the cause.
It is the cause, my soul. It is
the cause.
Let me not name it to you
O God,
who makes of me a bird.
The fire saint, She
makes the fire
burn.
It is saint fire.
O God make me a stone
so that I might not
burn.
It is the cause.
Please. O
God make me…
the fire saint, O
it is the cause.
She makes the fire burn.
Saint Fire, O
a stone make me O
fire saint, let me not name it
to you, O
make the fire burn,
my soul. A bird—
Please
O God, make me a bird of stone so I won’t burn. It is the cause, my soul. It is
the cause.
~Jess D.
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