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Death of an ImmigrantParakeets have no use for the ferryman.
I've seen them die feet furled and sails flapping,
Though they cannot travel, held in my hand;
If I let them, they would crash among the furniture and still
Their wings would frantically beat. I guess it is a stroke.
They are unsoothed by the touch of my fingers
Their eyes do not recognize me, they have seen
I cannot say. Some beacon
That to us must lose all meaning during the daily flood of Lethe
A light from Ellis Island.
Towards it they fling themselves, wild once again,
Unaware they are sharing moments that
To me are precious; for I am cradling a sudden stranger
Who does not need the bus fare from my pockets.
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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