My Second Life
“There was no sun.
I lay on the roof and the cold crept into my bones like a tide. Still, I stayed. Quietly I lay. So that I could look up into the wide expanse of the sky.
And I thought about how, if I could, I would pull all the badness out of me. I would pull it out of me like a long, wet, heavy rope, and I would drop it down the side of this building, and let it gather on the pavement in a coil.
It would make an ugly ring.
One wet layer lying on top of the other.
And I would leave it there.
...I would walk away, and leave it there, to rot.
My rotting guilt.
And then I would be free.MoreLess
I lay on the roof and the cold crept into my bones like a tide. Still, I stayed. Quietly I lay. So that I could look up into the wide expanse of the sky.
And I thought about how, if I could, I would pull all the badness out of me. I would pull it out of me like a long, wet, heavy rope, and I would drop it down the side of this building, and let it gather on the pavement in a coil.
It would make an ugly ring.
One wet layer lying on top of the other.
And I would leave it there.
...I would walk away, and leave it there, to rot.
My rotting guilt.
And then I would be free.MoreLess
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