Heaven/Hell
Locations
Phase I.
Staring at the ceiling –
it’s a lot closer than I remember.
My eyes in the ashes
My heart in the water
But my lips, untouched.
The shadows and the Forms transcend
over my being
Contingency afloat.
This is my Hell.
Phase II.
I am detached,
gazing at the
conventional morality,
false values,
and half – hearted ideals and visions
that compose my environment.
Why –
When I have water and breath –
should I desire anything less than life?
I am alive –
So why should I reach
for the dreams of the dead?
We beg for dirt in our veins
and get upset when it begins to kill us.
I refuse to be satisfied with mere existence,
for my soul is beyond the stars.
Filching the dirt out –
And it’s funny,
almost,
how Heaven burns just like Hell.
Though maybe it’s brighter.