The Afterlife

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The Afterlife | Text of the Poem

While you are preparing for sleep, brushing your teeth,
or riffling through a magazine in bed,
the dead of the day are setting out on their journey.

They are moving off in all imaginable directions,
each according to his own private belief,                                         5
and this is the secret that silent Lazarus would not reveal:
that everyone is right, as it turns out.

You go to the place you always thought you would go,
the place you kept lit in an alcove in your head.

Some are being shot up a funnel of flashing colors                         10
into a...

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