every sunday morning

here in appalachiaville

they take a head count

to see who’s in church

and who’s not

in fucking church

religion in america

and what is so intricate

so entangling as death

you numberless infinities

your mouths are filled

with dust the absurd

in the depth of winter

there will be a

public hanging

in the snow

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