Saturday, November 17, 2012
The Ceremony
-Rough veined marble, ugly cube of it.
Just ritual. Do what the priest tells you.
It’s an honor though. I sponsored you,
I know, but can’t be there. Wicked flu!
...
-I heard. Horrible!
-He grabs the rock shrieking “Thus do I receive the sins of the world!”
A tremendous shudder! Then he dies.
-Oh my God! So very tragic! It’s my fault!–-
but I never knew him to be that emotional.
-Guess so.
-At any rate, that’s when my flu left. Can you beat that?
-A miracle!
-Whatever.
-Oh my God! So very tragic! It’s my fault!–-
but I never knew him to be that emotional.
-Guess so.
-At any rate, that’s when my flu left. Can you beat that?
-A miracle!
-Whatever.
Labels: miracle, religion, ritual
