Incense
We followed swirling incense
in grandiose ecclesiae and graceful
mosques and we peered at shapely
pagodas and chapels dressed in
whitewash we called to the great
herder and followed hymns and
nightly chants searching for one
god in the reverence of edifice
and paid up laughter but
we didn’t find Him, and the angel
appeared as if from nowhere declaring
that this god was dead and people
romped in the plaza knowing
deliberate searching carries on
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