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closure closes quickly upon [that which] ain't much open
by Dan Kozak on Sunday, August 28, 2011 at 4:04pm
IT'S ALWAYS LIKE A ''BETTER PLACE'' SO LONG AS
IT'S SOMEONE ELSE WHO'S GOING THERE-- G'BYE AGAIN,DAD
_________
pops'in the ashbox
as mom's big storm is fading past our
old home port
ceremony's over, HonorGuard 'blew'
digitized Taps from a box implanted in the bell
of a makebelieve horn....heard the words of jesusmiracles in
manipulating the seas....& 'bout daddy piloting
his heaven'bound vessel
greatwords made-for-[hu]man
Eternity....so now 'it' is over.....
his body condensed in tidy container,
his life condensed/codified in a foto'graphic
slideshow remember-Me-memory memorial...he was
always this, he was always that, he was never
perfect, (tho he once blatantly claimed to be),
but such is forgiven/forgotten for heaven's sake,
&for The Eternity of every heaven's sakes to come4ever
we've closed all the closures & every body feels
better now, even his gray sterile remains Must
feel better....
& g'odd has blessed each cliched,patent, loving
Truth mixed sweetly wit
stupidhuman trickery [to make It All Worth'while]
....even ''he was larger than Life!'' was bellered forth
by a cousin
[as 'what-the-fuck-is-that-supposed-to-mean?' bit me on th'tongue, chokin'....]
th'ough no body knows 'where' he Is, wee must all declaim to Know He Is There
twas all great&grand & has left this thing of 'me' almost wishing long[ing]
for my'own disposal un2 Thee Better Place for all thee betters ever2be
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IT'S ALWAYS LIKE A ''BETTER PLACE'' SO LONG AS
IT'S SOMEONE ELSE WHO'S GOING THERE-- G'BYE AGAIN,DAD
_________
pops'in the ashbox
as mom's big storm is fading past our
old home port
ceremony's over, HonorGuard 'blew'
digitized Taps from a box implanted in the bell
of a makebelieve horn....heard the words of jesusmiracles in
manipulating the seas....& 'bout daddy piloting
his heaven'bound vessel
greatwords made-for-[hu]man
Eternity....so now 'it' is over.....
his body condensed in tidy container,
his life condensed/codified in a foto'graphic
slideshow remember-Me-memory memorial...he was
always this, he was always that, he was never
perfect, (tho he once blatantly claimed to be),
but such is forgiven/forgotten for heaven's sake,
&for The Eternity of every heaven's sakes to come4ever
we've closed all the closures & every body feels
better now, even his gray sterile remains Must
feel better....
& g'odd has blessed each cliched,patent, loving
Truth mixed sweetly wit
stupidhuman trickery [to make It All Worth'while]
....even ''he was larger than Life!'' was bellered forth
by a cousin
[as 'what-the-fuck-is-that-supposed-to-mean?' bit me on th'tongue, chokin'....]
th'ough no body knows 'where' he Is, wee must all declaim to Know He Is There
twas all great&grand & has left this thing of 'me' almost wishing long[ing]
for my'own disposal un2 Thee Better Place for all thee betters ever2be
XXXXXXXXX2011aug27dkzkXXXXXXXXXXX
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