Eternity is Scary

 

I am scared sometimes in empty rooms

not certain why maybe it’s the ghosts

of my history silently floating clouds

old haunts old guilt old miseries.

I am uncertain about hereafter,

heretofore, hereby, and here

it confuses me to think somewhere

in the dirt of my grave will be an angel.

Do you understand the Armageddon

the burning ring of fire Johnny Cash

whistled in the shower with June

July and August somewhere in the background?

Eternity seems to be immeasurable

in terms of finite and infinite math

Jesus played baseball for St. Louis

God built a damn somewhere in Idaho.

Evangelicals run it all someone declares

Pope Benedict polished his silver hammer

I’m lost in this manmade universe called heaven

who ratted on Moses and his Red Sea magic?

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