The dead are back at Sulphur Bay, dancing
under umbrellas, wearing three kinds of shorts:
English, French and Seventh Day Adventist.
Hair wavy, faces posthumously white
as foam, they strum and croon the gospel of St Paul:
‘You-me no die. You-me no buggerup. That’s all.’
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