“I heard a Fly buzz -when I died -“
—Emily Dickenson
“What’s the buzz?
Tell me what’s a-happening.”
—from Jesus Christ Superstar
Are you the dead one
in perpetual disguise?—
(or in Perpetua’s guise?)—
the one in many (of her dreams)
who spoils the ointment?
Your fellow flies miss you
something terrible.
Having masqueraded with wings
your putrefaction awaits
Just
beyond these blinds—
There’s deceptive light
you won’t mind. Simply
affix your little legs to the dark
Glass and let go. Matriculate
into all the Cosmos—why
don’t you?—
and make disciples.
I think I saw you once being
Waved off
by slave-descendants in America.
You strafed one in the pulpit
and he swallowed you whole.
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