The Imams are still asleep.
The bells unrung.
No services today.
Unhatch the egg.
Unsay the invocation.
Unfly the metalbird.
No services today.
The sky unyielding.
The Gods are still asleep.
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In honor of Ryan Collins and his belief it could not be done, I shall do one poem a day in April 2009. I shall spend no more than 2 minutes on each day's poem. When it's done, it's done.
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