There was little on the bookshelves
that could set a spirit free,
or support the thought that
holiness was elementary,
when the Dean of all the prep school boys
who chafed against their ties
settled on eternal silence
without so much as good bye.
The banana fish,
On his way to knowing God,
Went for Sally Hayes –
Not Jane Gallagher.
So much for this holy ground,
My little pilgrim.
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