Well, we must die—
the reminder tacked on the fridge
aired other grievances also
—and we ought to ban Alcoholics Anonymous
and the full-false-fearful phases
of redemption
and Peter, what are you afraid of?
ill-repute, courage,
being turned into a hawk?
in order that we live
we love
and love takes many forums
to coalesce—
hence the magnet, in the staff-room
and the tupperware, like love,
is translucent, distinct, entirely real
so we might live again
(what an intemperance!)
but only if we die first;