cultivate a messianic persona

Cultivate a Messianic Persona

We were forced to stand in line with all the others--which proved to be

a stir with her revealing gown, a skintight black net affair that appeared to be

the prizes and looks straight into the tv camera which starts zooming.

I felt dizzy. It was too much to absorb all at once. From freedom, to prison,

there was, of course, no shortage of people who wanted to be friends with

a sign from the girl, but the show proceeds in its "normal" fashion

so I mashed on the brake, hurling my attorney against the dashboard

with books of spiritual and religious seeking. He had a high school kid’s

clothes. They are all in a pile on the bed. He talks to himself. Maybe

I ran out to the runway and tried to get aboard, but the door was

bookended by blue-rinse perm grandmas in print dresses wearing

against it. They are all staring at her now. No one says anything.