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Poem: Reason 


Death is more real
to me than God.
It gives reason for chapels:
Nail each stone beam
Windex Jesus’ windows
Announce the dark with candles

Do not take
A child’s pretty voice
A barking dog’s innocence
A dolphin who talks in watery ways.

There is panoply of more things not to take.

The stars may make sense:
Saturn squares Sagittarius
Mercury perpendicular with Mars
Do ghosts jet beyond the Universe
Or do they lie still, calm in their boxes?

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