Heard this on my drive to work the other day about the snake-handling pastor dying from a rattlesnake bite. The last sentence I picked up from somewhere, not sure where, but would give credit to whoever wrote it, felt like a perfect way to end this as I'm still in a zombie frame of mind.
Still processing things a step at a time.
*picture is originally from http://fineartamerica.com/featured/still-life-apple-tree-tom-mc-nemar.html
02/25/2014 (Tuesday)- Just Another Bite
I listen to NPR on my way to work, their program today talked about the death of a snake-handling pastor. Ten times bitten and this last one got him.
My devil smiled at the news, his Salvador Dali-like moustache curling at the end: All it takes is one bite.
I ignored him as best I could. Head straight. Eyes on the road. Note: refill my meds.
Ever wonder why you silly humans tempt fate?
I turned the volume up to drown him out. He just laughed and moved closer, whispering…
Because deep down inside the zombie wants to be killed.