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  ANTHONY WEIR (13th September 1941)
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Daisies on the Grass

Three out of every four Americans
(93% in the Bible Belt)
believe in Angels.
Angels are kinda mystic.
They drink heavenly Pepsi
And are sexless but not genderless
and make believers Spiritual
and almost Artistic.
Anthony Weir



Date with Death

Tonight I'm going on a date.
We are meeting up at eight.
A drink, and then I'll walk her home -
I won't keep her out too late.
Anthony Weir




My correspondent wrote:
'I hope your day is being good to you.'
He is American, of course.

Days are often good to me.

But am I good to days?
Check out the Day-Abuse Website
to read about how horrible people can be
to nice, harmless, passing days
which just want to go by quietly
without too much noise, except
(what can they expect?) around volcanoes
which they learned about at Day School
from the Ancient of Days
who had a Santa beard and very hairy balls
and lived on top of cloudy pillars.

He's dead now.
Killed by Christians,
whom Jews might be justified in calling God-killers.
Anthony Weir



Death is The Second Coming

Words are
the darkness speaking as light
pretending that comfort
is other than night.
Anthony Weir
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