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On the afternoon we met
I was sick in bed
Delirium in thrall
to your "Master Song" and all

Voice of silver and sand
Touched me like my father's hand
Truthful and strange
And I was changed

I read your note to Marianne
So much grace, so inspired
Poetry in sand
Just desire

I heard you murdered Marianne
So much madness, so much style
Whatever drew your hand?

O think I heard your master plan
Among the smoke, among the fire
Poetry in sand
Just desire

On the day that I could see
Light in front of me
It was you who raised me tall,
with your "Teacher Song" and all

Now for every word you say
There's a book you've thrown away
The silence that you found
is music beyond sound

What became of Marianne?
So much love, so long now
a temporary stand

I think I heard your master plan
Among the smoke, among the fire
Poetry in sand
Just desire

c. Michael Dwyer 2004