Brian Satrom Viewing Reagan's Casket

I want to believe in America. I’ve always

wanted to believe

completely, without doubt. But what I keep

returning to, what I’ve experienced,

thought, felt, ends up

sounding less like belief, more like loss,

desire. Even in your coffin

(strange, my disappointment

that it’s closed) I’m sure you’re looking at me

sternly, disapprovingly.

I don’t know why I’ve come.

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