Clever is as clever does
and clever never really was
reliable,
in estimation of itself.
Jared’s single thought as he fell swirling down the hot red tunnel was that he should perhaps have done a bit more research in his life, given more consideration to the theory of a God and an eternity.
There is a place
some time between our dreams and mass confusion
we hold the key
encoded with the teeth that grind up apple peels.
And Hell. Jared should have, he now believed, read all he could to learn of Hell.
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