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molten orange light
purple retinal after-images
he would miss the nuances.
his brain was buzzing constantly,
When the day’s work was over,
it was bliss to climb into his hammock, and know that he could do nothing
A benign limbo between today’s work and tomorrow’s.
There seemed to be no wheeled transport available.
it wasn’t made of wood or metal, but of a kind of glass, as strong as steel.
Jesus Lover Fifty-Four,
Jesus Lover Five
“I’m only going for a little while. I’ll be back soon.” “YeS, keep your propheSy, pleaSe.”
“Korsakoff moments.”
“We Saw never JeSuS,” said Jesus Lover Five. “LurL iS bePer.”
“our haven”
“haven” was different from “Heaven.”
Kurtzberg? Tartaglione?”
“Frank.”
“Did Frank teach only Jesus Lovers?” he asked. “Or did he teach anybody who wanted to learn?”
“ThoSe who have no love for JeSuS alSo have no wiSh for learning. They Say, ‘Why Should we Speak a language made for other bodieS?’
“All know the need for mediSine.”
a vision in white.
“MediSine for all,” said Lover One. Peter couldn’t tell if the tone of voice was serenely confident, plaintively indignant or grimly resolute.
aspirin and acetaminophen,
dextromethorphan and phenylephrine—
diclofenac.
other aSpirin and paraSePamol,
GlucoRapid.
a haven
“The Oasans are pretty civilized, I’ve found. But it must be tough for you as a pharmacist not to have a clue what’s going on with them health-wise.” “Peter …” She let her head fall back against the seat and sighed. “Let’s not go there.” “That’s what people always say about places where they already are.”
“These … people—the Oasans, as you call them—wanted you, and they got you. So everybody’s happy, right?”