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It’s hard not to see
everything these days as prophecy, hard
not to hear a rooster crow and not wonder
how many betrayals are underway.

Anna was an atheist until one month ago. Now she wants to become a nun.

Starve, he said,
attraction’s fever, fill your mouth with prayer
instead.

In much the same way as acute myocardial infarction becomes the final fatal symptom of coronary artery disease, my daughter’s leap from the Golden Gate Bridge was the final fatal symptom of the depression, the melancholia, the psychological distress she’d suffered from most of her life.

how
many hours did my ear sojourn to the rhythm of her yellow tongue?

Death sitting bored there, yawning. All that jive.

I am most excited about the exotic delight of oyster crackers, a delicacy I’ve eaten only in this basement at the annual Hebron Lutheran Church Oyster Supper.

Had Lazarus been in hell,
surely Jesus would have left him there.

I will become, dust