the police
are guiding parishioners
into the church,
waving their
red batons,
frenetically directing
traffic
into the large
parking lot beside
the enormous building.
everyone is dressed
in their finest sports wear
and flip flops.
sweat pants
and
shorts, tights and
sneakers.
church is not what it used
to be.
not a tie, or suit
to be found, or dress,
or heels,
or hat with flowers.
it's like going out for
coffee or tea now.
just grab a cup of faith,
sit back
for an hour or so,
and relax. through
osmosis you will become holy.
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