WHEN EVEN THE
DOG GETS IMPATIENT
Every so often I just have to wince : lines of crossing-guard
Catholics are being traffic'd by a moonlighting cop. One curb
to the other, the crossing like Earth to their Heaven? Their Hell
to this Earth? Or can one make it straight from this Hell to that
Heaven? My God, it seems I'm always wondering about something.
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