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May 11, 2005
A Light In the Gallery
Still, Michaelangelo's imagination
Decorates the walls of unbelievers
With wretched sketches
Which admirers believe
As though they were of the
Real thing
As I stumble through the darkened gallery
I step on a portrait of Christ
Amused, I sing.
