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Mama Mada
Mine Will Be a Beautiful Service by R. A. Villanue va
1.
When you bury me, fold
my arms, neat
over the plateau
of a double-breasted suit,
the angle of the lapel
matching my now
permanent expression.
Pressed, chemical
I will look content,
but confused
as when you watched me turn
in my sleep, dreaming:
of a Golgotha
in beeswax, a coffin
for swallows, a toothless augur
reading the flights and cries
of owls. You
will hear the cadence
of my voice, the snapping
oblique of my laugh. Among the votives
and canticles, you will trace,
with the tips of your thumbs,
lines of demarcation
between the fallow of my scalp
and the dunes of my forehead.
Quiet, you will paste
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