The Day After Yom Kippur

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I can’t tell if it’s Monday
or Tuesday.

I’m having bagels injected
into my bloodstream.

I’m beginning to feel
human again.

Hundreds of voices
singing amen

won’t leave my head.
I hope they never do.

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