Saturday, July 11, 2009

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"A guy told me you don't have to worry about worms when you're dead. They never get to you. The body changes like in all different ways--by the time they've worked things have happened and it always happens different--they've dug up these old kings outa tombs, ya know: one guy was just a little splotch of black water, another had a beard 18 feet long and another had turned into a kind of rock-like salt. 'Yeah?' I said. 'yeah.' he said. He knew all these things. He lived high in the hills and had these tremendous brains. Before I left I reached out and pulled the worms out of his eyes, nose, belly, shoes, hair, ears, and then he said 'good night' and I said 'good night' and I got in my car and drove off and the worms laughed all the way home." - CB