I was destined
to be a sister,
dying and realizing that all things
would be OK in heaven. It was just me,
I messed up with the drugs, wrestled with how
those pieces fit together. Death came as
a shock. I got detention for a week.
I always stayed a soul fan, never received
the drugs. I was fatally shot on the porch.
I kept thinking about these disappeared
Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, wishing
I could have combined male fantasies
(hot cars, hot women, hot action) into a
life that offered them an escape from marriage.
I left innumerable friends and fans worldwide.
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