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Twice I bow before my friend’s picture:
the picture smiles at me.
Nothing’s changed, it says,
just a realignment of body atoms.
All’s as it was, it says:
the rain dripping outside the mortuary,
the mourners drinking and playing cards next door,
the flip-flop of slippers bound for the loo.