playing chess with christ

i was at the burger place sipping a lemonade and thinking about ways to sell the things i used to sell and how easy fun nice it became to be a peddler loathed and hated loved and adored. it made sense to be that way. and i loved it for what it was is will always be to me. a way to learn and love and shout a glance at everyone who ever knew a spoken word and tell them the things they needed wanted most in the world to hear. every savior should try door to door sales. it's a better racket you don't know a things till you get inside a nineteen eighteen year old and sell shit from the rear of your car to shopping malls strip malls skyscraper office buildings it makes sense that i love it loved it hated to be the one they talked mad about when i left the room but it was okay soon and i knew it would always be that way. if christ can sell me ten new steaknives i'll buy heaven from him. let's play chess.

2002-09-20 | 7:16 p.m.
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