I tried to cry, there were no tears
I tried to laugh, there was no scorn
I tried to run, there was no road
I tried to die, I was not born

How could I have died and gone to hell without noticing the transition?

I thought I’d died and gone to Yale.

(Doctor in bed) I dreamt I died and went to Heaven and they handed me some old Ms. magazines, a paper sheet, and made me sit in a little room with a bunch of other doctors.