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Recorded Reading (1:35): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/4hdmwybvw5in0jes6q2ss/A-Posthumous-Parenthesis.mp3?rlkey=4jmcjv36lzh7vmedk63wrycri&st=rm6vnpo6&dl=0

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A Posthumous Paranthesis (G.K. Chesterton through the poet)

You’ll be happy when you’re dead
Tucked snug in your earthly bed
For at minimum you will
Not have this to dread

Made to stay so very still
Upon this world’s windowsill
Still as any standing stone
Or slowly slumping fill

You’ll never be made to view
Out of the mountainous slew
In a lifetime long and broad
Of handsome pictures made of you,

Never shake your fist at God,
Find it is only the odd
Ungraceful photographs which last ~
The ones in which that stubborn wad

Of hair unruliness surpassed
Shoulders dusty, jacket grassed,
Subject at that hour to bloat
(Your waistcoat’s simply vast)

Before taking its lasting vote,
Posterity will dourly note
A disarrangement of your tie
Upon which it cannot dote

And some bleariness of eye
Perhaps a speck upon the teeth
Respectability deny
Undisturbed your frenzy by

As, though fingerless, you tear
At your nonexistent hair
And silently unheard you moan
“You really had to be there!”

You’ll be happier alone
Off that always ringing phone
List’ning to your fav’rite worm
Human id’iocy affirm!

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