I was away on vacation when I heard—someone sat at my desk while I was away.They took my pen, while I was takingsurf lessons, and wrote the sun into the sky.They pre-approved the earth and the waters,and all of the living things, without evenhaving the decency to text me. It was not Iwho was behind the phrase “creeping things.”When I got back, of course I was pissed,but it was already written into the policy.I’m just saying: don’t blame me for Cainkilling Abel. That was a murder. I’m not a cop.The Tower of Babel fell on its own. The arknever saw a single drop of rain. I’m the drunksitting on the curb who just pissed his pants,holding up a sign asking where I am.