RENDER ME USELESS
Tender mercies? I am helped out the door
by the same retainer who brought me in.
And I thought I already knew this lovely
world. Guess again, shadow-man. You are
far away and off, out into the wrong place
for any of that. So, I stand outside, and I'm
watching the ocean putter away on the
glistening glass of the sand. I've heard it
said that a nuclear explosion, within a certain
vicinity - not a direct hit here, no, but at a
certain remove - would actually turn this
sand all to glass. Wouldn't that be cool,
I want to think.