Thursday, April 14, 2005

WITH THIS, LET ALL DEBTS BE PAID THAT I OWED—REAL OR IMAGINED

Asked the chaplain
Standing nearby
To close his eyes
If they remained open:

"Take them down
Before they take
My body."

Just before a grimace
And a groan, said:
"It tastes like rubber."

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