she was where heaven is.
____________________
the taste of ash was
better,
when love held firm,
and her
arms felt timeless.
but..
i knew there
was no chance
at Forever.
(because i haven't
learned where heaven
is.)
see..
i broke my shovel
digging for it...
and a whiskey madness
burnt my soul...
till I found little
more than Golden
Shit.
(and a never-ending
hole.)
+++
there's little use waiting
for some profound
transition...
for i've found my "self"
in a paupers grave which
teaches richer souls to
breath..
accepting of Heaven
and Hell's Position!!
( yet aware that both
do thus deceive.)
+++
the thorns of love
felt better...
when hope held firm
and her arms were
timeless...
but...
I ruined the possibility
of Forever.
(because she was
Where Heaven Is.)
j.stephen.h.
__________________
(yes. this ones
for You. three guesses
and None Of Them
Count.)
the stranger with sad
eyes of blue.
(who brightens my soul
by vast amounts.)
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