There's a Devil Broken on My Floor

F/U: I just called maintenance for at least the fifth time—I’ve lost count—in three weeks about the picture that was hung by its frame instead of by a hook. The frame, naturally, bowed and began to fall from the wall. It is now on my floor, even though maintenance has paperwork that says it isn’t. Also, the top file drawer of my file cabinet is still broken. That happened months ago. It isn’t even my file cabinet. I’m borrowing it until mine, which was ordered even more months ago, arrives.

Let Love In, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds is now getting the day through. When I was in college, I was listening to this CD in my walkman as I was walking from class to my dorm. Always there were solicitors and pamphlet-givers at the bottom of the bridge to the dorms. I usually blasted my walkman and looked down. This day I was blasting Nick Cave singing about a devil crawling on my floor and at that precise moment a young Mennonite boy handed me a pamphlet that read in bold letters on its cover: How Can You Be Saved? I couldn’t stop laughing. Oh, Mr. Cave.

Let love in.