POEMS
Heaven
Heaven is for believers
Who fear the truth
Your body
Is the purgatory
To which I aspire
To then
Have a place
And a time
Frozen
As the terminus of
All desires
I want to be an antennae
On a catapult
Who fear the truth
Your body
Is the purgatory
To which I aspire
To then
Have a place
And a time
Frozen
As the terminus of
All desires
I want to be an antennae
On a catapult