…I told her my dreams.
I told her about the big snake of the world that was coiled in the earth like a worm in an apple and would some day nudge up a hill to be there – after known as snake hill and fold out upon the plain, a hundred miles long, and devouring as it went along. I told her this snake was called satan.
‘What’s going to happen?’ she squealed; meanwhile she held me tight.
‘A saint called Doctor Sax will destroy it with secret herbs which he is at this very moment cooking up in his underground shack somewhere in america. It may also be disclosed that the snake is just a husk of doves; when the snake dies great clouds of seminal-gray doves will flutter out and bring tidings of peace around the world.’
I was out of my mind with hunger and bitterness…