#2,540 Nature does well without memorials
memorials to her dead – a
dispersal left to a filtering
by weather & temperature
shifts – A white gate leads
from a miry churchyard to
a refitted stately home – it
trades & gropes as a hotel –
A plastic bouquet graces a
moss-haired stone – name
of deceased unknown – In
suites drunken guests will
raise up [a living dead] – In
pews [in St. Paul’s] no one
sits long enough for God &
prayers – no congregation –
attendance better if those
buried are allowed back in
& given more time to pray –
Late checkouts offered up
next door are paid for – It’ll
open – that tiny white gate
