I can imagine the giant lizards
walking across the glass
that once had been Lake Michigan,
sliding now and then, sometimes falling
and heaving themselves to their feet
with giant lizard sighs. I can see them
tramping over the gleaming surface
in a migration which will lead them
inevitably to all the gates of heaven
as we are all led inevitably
to all the gates of heaven
which await us across the swamp
that once had been the Northern Sea.
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