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the Lord shall endure forever

Eternity could not exist except

in God; tomorrow is nothing unless

its soul is God; and today is a vast

Korsakov’s Syndrome, blank, total, and rapt.

Then let us ride the emptiness like fleas

on a blind pachyderm—not only blind

but lobotomized; not merely mindless

but possessed of the blitzed sensibilities

of true believers who have been drinking

paint—proud of its size because it is blind,

philosophically indifferent to fleas,

without moral responsibilities

if God is a wad of liberal thinking

in a transient Jewish carpenter’s mind.