Heaven said it's Heaven said it's
got you in its angelic clutches,
said you got there quick, like a blink
or a cough or a blood clot's sudden burst,
red ribbons unfurling out of your body.
Heaven said it's glad to have you.
Heaven, I want to ring your
billowy, cloudy neck.
Heaven, I want to bomb you
and send them all back home to us,
but you sit me down at a diner
and explain the many definitions of 'home.'
I give you the finger.
I say fuck you, Heaven,
and your hands grasping,
always taking without asking.

12/15/2006

Posted on 12/15/2006
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