Easter is a sign that the wicked
shall be drenched : I have my
luggage packed and am ready
to go. I am a citizen of amazement.
Three days in the hole - even though
it's really only a day and a half here
now - and I shall fly again. My Easter
bonnet shall be wrapping cloths. I
am off, like a new bride's pajamas.
My, my, how these things entertain :
grovel on the ground in old Nashville
town, jump from the exercise table in
Seattle. All this land is without any
explanation. Come Mary, come
Martha, and let me hug now.
And Jesus said : 'But you
must not touch me.'