Mass Transformational

Shooting billiards one night
at a dilapidated bar in downtown
Baton Rouge with the coke dealer
from my old apartment building, when
he popped the most bizarre question on me
that I’d ever been asked. “Hey, what kind of cult
would you like to start?” I wasn’t sure if he was being
serious, but the look in his eyes said it all. Raising my beer
to my lips I answered, “I think you’ve had too much blow.” After
taking a sip I added, “A mass transformational cult.” He stared at me
for a moment, and we burst into laughter, then went to the men’s room to do a line.

 

©James D. Casey IV 2018

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