when i got on my bike, the autumn breeze was so brisk that i consoled myself with the thought of the fillmore street hill. looking up, my eye went to the sacred heart church at the top of the hill. on top of the church is a tower; i suppose it's a belltower but there isn't any bell. i know because from a distance, when i looked up, i could see right through the center of it. the sky was huge all over and straight through this building more sky; the tower was just a lacework straight through to the sky.
the thought popped into my mind that that was just how i wanted to be. that when you look at me, you see right through my core into the sky.