Page 239 of Crank (Crank 1)

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Where, exactly, are you?

Somewhere, you hear

voices, urgent.

Could you be in limbo?

A thin beam of light

calls to you.

Will you reach heaven?

Brighter now,

white and beautiful.

You hurry in that direction.

Your eyes acquiesce,

and open to discover …

you’re back in hell, after all.

Voices

Oh Yeah, I Was Fine

Dandy in fact.

Pregnant by a sex fiend.

Starving for the monster.

Scared to admit either

to those close to me

who remained

clueless eyes closed to every

negative thing about me, or

dying to know every

dirty little tidbit.

And the only one

who knew every little

negative, dirty thing

would have

forgiven me anything.

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