Saturday, September 6, 2008

In Heaven




In heaven.

In heaven, my cats use the toilet.
In heaven the phone only rings when I want it to.
In heaven, I can weld time and matter with my mind.

I live closer to the mountains and the desert and the sea, in heaven.
I can fly, in heaven.

In heaven, people are less disgusting.
In heaven, folks are more polite.

There is a neighborhood bar, just down the road from my place, in heaven.
The Pixies play there on Thursday nights, in heaven.


You have got your own thing, in heaven.

I've got mine.

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