Gone & Gone

The Answer Man at the Crucifixion

74 The Answer Man at the Crucifixion Bringing his screwdriver, wearing his mother’s debutante gown, bottle of bourbon under either arm. Ready for three days of fervent witness. In this place where the wind disarms the land he casts his lot at the foot of the cross, raises a bottle & declaims: “Appalling. Not to be flippant but. You they hand up. Hang up. Ordained vermin. They tried to plow me under with reason, sought me out in public places, threw nails at my feet, accused me of seeing the wrong people. I was in a panic to be discovered but. In Egypt the camels make the tourists get them drinks. I’m in need of repair.” Watches angels approach with shovels, puts on his glasses, waiting for the late show. ...