because
it's Easter.
it's punching the clock
for Catholics.
the lot is nearly full.
cops with
flares
direct the traffic in, then
out.
i put on my yellow
shirt
and black shoes,
and go too.
the tips of my fingers are dyed
from the eggs
at home,
red and green,
my thumb a beautiful
baby blue.
i find a pew in the back,
dead center
and get my praying
done early.
which gives me time
to observe and take notes.
it's a perfect view.
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