SERIOUS FUNERALS
They've already made the
hospital beds in the marshmallow
ward, and every room is full.
Outside this strange juggernaut,
the ambulances will still arrive.
Nurse and captain, doctor and
orderly, in whichever sequence
delights you. I know that I can't
watch. Nothing thrills me any
longer, and the effort is not
worth the trying. Saints come
with cleavers now; sinners are
suddenly wearing new halos.
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