I measure short distances with my eye
and the pulsing neon price in my bones.

Back to basics, I would rather melt in place
and be reconstituted among the grasses

than leave my soul among the self-righteous
corralled within their alabaster fortresses.

I quit the bunch and shed the nasty weight
of their guilt and hate for one another.

I want to watch among the remnants
when the angels make their gather, and

on the embers of their fire, hear songs rising
to join the stars—now that would be heavenly.


3 responses to “HEAVENLY

  1. Good stuff John, I stop and re-read and try to get closer to your land. I think I know your heart.

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  2. ….and I would happily sing harmony……


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