Yom Kippur 2003

it's a strange relationship
me and this kittel

the robe I wore at my
wedding

that I wear each
Yom Kippur

and which I'll be buried
in

an odd feeling, knowing this
is my ensemble for the
afterlife

tonight the lights went out
halfway through the
service

but it went on:

we sang it all the way
through in the
dark

i thought about all those years
in the dark to
come

me in the kittel

i wear it each time
i try to be
better

then there'll be
that one last,
long
chance

it's nice

knowing that
they won't have
given up on
me

after the fact

singing in the
dark