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I hear them call the tide
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Guilty at the Rapture
Guilty at the Rapture
by Keith Taylor All things good would rise into air, pulled from dirt and sky, from cars left driverless below, slamming into trees That would be my first clue. On my ride home from the river-- burning on my gold Schwinn and sucking hard on a mint to smother the newspaper cigarette I'd just smoked in a stand of scrub willow-- I would have to dodge machines abandoned by vanished Christians, glorified while driving back from work after centuries of trial. I would know a final loneliness before I screamed through the back door and found supper smoldering over gas. My parents gone. Even my sister-- only a hair less guilty-- called to her celestial chorus. I would be alone in a world of smokers, crooks, murderers, of moviegoers, gamblers and sex fiends, left, at last, alone in a world without one hope of grace. .
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