The number of things happen to them to the church
because he makes.
After he saved he goes home and hypnotized.
And he's finally excommunicated from the Pentecostal church
because he makes noises at the wrong time.
And when the church delegation goes to inform him of that,
he keeps interrupting them at the wrong time.
Then later after he's kicked out,
he climbs a tree during a revival meeting
and listens to the service from the tree.
He imagines that he has a tree house,
and that is a Saint Francis of Assisi
that he's in tune with the tree.
And he hears the music.
So it alternates between what he is saying on the page
and what he hears from the church.
"From an easy chair in the living room of his treehouse,
Ludi Jr. attends a prayer meeting.
Through the space where a window should be,
I can hear the singing.
Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing tide?
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?
Beneath me, a squirrel with a walnut in his paws
pauses, cocks his head, looks up, winks.
Are your garments spotless, or are they white as snow?
A bird, no heavier than a soap chip settles on my shoulder.
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?
Through the space where the door should be,
I can see other houses other spaces, other eyes.
Are you washed in the blood?
At the corner under a streetlight,
Crocker's bulldog stands making friends with an elm tree.
In the soul cleansing blood of the lamb.
The leaf I positioned in my hands
flutters like a green kiss against the tongue.
Or your garments spotless or they white as snow.
Through the space, where the roof should be,
I can count the stars more than a million, more than 1,000,
more than 100, more even than one.
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?
And all the time under the space,
where the floor should be, the answer as sure as walls
are made for breaking down.
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am."