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last rite

Sunday Christian radio

Jesus on every other station

the frequency of God

stero summoned

sermoned into farmland and suburbia

I avoid

content for now

with Lady Ga Ga

as I blow past

a rusted silo at 80 m.p.h.

In Lenhartsville Pennsylvania

certain if I lose control

some F.M. version of

Extreme Unction

is just a button push away.


By NEIL BROSNAN: last rite