When I meet
Princess Eternity & Count Infinity
A pine board coffin
My skeleton
The voice of a wind chime
A stylish evening shadow
Blossom of a blue rose
Leaf from a pear tree
A thin smear of horse dropping
In sixth grade we pressed that nun hard
About the resurrection till she said
“We will all have perfect bodies   Then”
She was old & hairy & kind & lame & curved
She whispered that word with force  Then