I had this dream the other night that some object in outer space had been reflecting radiation onto certain people: just dissolving them painlessly into light.
It was a brilliant day, and I, an old man, was sitting on the dock looking over the blue, waiting for something to happen.
As my feet started to burn away, I thought
Yes, this is it. This is the way to die
And by then the rest of me had gone, and in my place there was a little more light that day.
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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