He had a clean white shirt on
when he died.
The mystics were pleased-
No trail of saliva,
...
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what a great description fierce and gorgeous a great poem what a fellow seeing into the heart of everything remaining pure sailing in his coffin to heaven and beyond a lovely poem
oh, how i love this...very original and inviting. You have away of bringing the reader to the scene; the mark of a real poet...thank you for that. Always, amberlee