Gum

On top of two tall buildings,
Where Seventh Street joints
The Avenue,
The city's signs:


STAR

JESUS

The Light of the World
...

WRIGLEYS

eat it
after
every meal
It Does You Good
Intermittently, their lights flash
Down upon the streets of Washington,
The sleek pat streets some asphalt spider
Spun and tired of.
Upon a fountain in the square
Where sparrows get their water,
Upon the tambourines and drum
Of the Salvation Army jawing,
Hallelujah!
The crowd
jaws Jesus
jawing gum.
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