for Diana Manister
the dead are peaceful equals
rain falls up Axiom of Bibles not named book
minus obtuse angel a transitive property of geometric faiths
dead vanish into torments dreamed
to peel real fantom flesh
w/o chance of Heaven perfection lost w/o-ne set o’ praisesong wings
equals
water without sin
dead vanish into torments dreamed
to peel real fantom flesh
with no chance of Heaven
equals
materials of baptism identity
but we can’t anoint our infants w/what’d scream
if they still had throats
nor plunge our way to rebirth
in those who cease to exist
no matter what tortures or absences
our sermons & beliefs demand//force
so the dead are peaceful
must not equal
rain falls up
perhaps a million gravestones
and what we’ve said for those without
has no power
and this whole proof’s beside the point
if you believe in normal force
and not gravity
falling still contains to ground
as death contains no pain
but those who cannot disappear
w/o it QED
