The lights in each of the doll houses are off.
I, a giant, wander insignificant
Among the grains of sand.
When at last I reach the sea,
I let it take me,
Dirt and grime and grease
All caked into my hair and skin
Everything,
And I let my body crest across the waves,
Away across the waves.
When I was a little younger than I am now,
I went home after school and wrote until bedtime.
That was enough to take me into the stratosphere.
I'd play in the cloud for hours and hours.
I will tell you what I remember from high school, and I will tell you how you can follow in my sinful and lowly footsteps, that your blood might be as holy as mine.
I first began in the business of selling people when I sold a strange man in Jerusalem that I did not like for thirty silver pieces. Swaths of people flocked after him down into the precipice of the market.
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