I was apprehended by a Ghost Boy
playing a Game Boy
on a tiedye lanyard
embossed (in script):
"Blessed are they who are wholly occupied with
God
and have shaken off the manacles of the
World"
and the Ghost Bully protested:
"YOU DODGE! YOU DODGE THE 'REALITY'
THAT OL' KIERKY ARTICULATED:
THE OPTION OF FAITH IS THE
REAL
DICHOTOMOUS
DOG AT THE HEELS
DOWN HERE ON THIS ORB OF FATE
AND GREEK ALLUSIONS.
O WESTERN WORLD
WITH YOUR PANTS
AND YOUR DOWN-IN-THE-DUMPS
DIRVISHES.
TOWARD THE DEFINITIVE, FINITE
OF THE VOID
YOU DANCE 'CROSS
IN A FURY UNKNOWN
EXCEPT
IN SOME HOUSING PROJECT IN MEMPHIS
WHERE THE BROKEN TOYS GROW COLD AT NITE
AND THE CHICKEN BONES AND GRAVE DUST
SCATTER ON THE GROUND AS FORCES (ONE) JUKE
OVER SWIFT GRASS
AND AN OLD DEACON LADY IS SMOKING A
YE OLDE BLAQ & MILDE,
ONLOOKING AS A 2001: HONDA ODYSSEY
ROLLS BY (TERVIS TUMBLERS RAISED)
((WHITE ANGELS))."
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