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Poetry
heaven
By myopic
09 May 2007

my vision slowly faded into an
overcoming white
glow.
at the gates of heaven,
only the weak survive.
and i was never ready to die
ever.
God was standing in front of me
he was dressed in army garb
that had very obviously never been
through much
he quickly apologized for everything
i smiled and he looked relieved
he said he
never meant it to
be like
how it is
and there was nothing he could do about it.
he said he's not as
big as people made him (out to be)
and that he's actually
a decent guy
who is just a little lonley
and never got the right attention
for what he actually was
I looked up and
I asked him what he
actually was.
There was a slight, awkward pause
and we both had a pretty hardy
laugh.
I had always thought
of what to say to him, when i got here
but this just slipped out:

"uh, God?
what's the most repeated
sentance in the universe?"

he sighed through his nose
and looked at me very gravely.
he was opening his mouth
but nothing was coming out
he finally mustered up the courage
and i was pretty nervous for some reason
"are you oka--"
he cut me
off:

"I love you.
"I love you
is the most repeated sentance
in the universe,
son."

Reviews

Written by Phil (6845 comments posted) 9th May 2007
I was ready to hate this, but it has a certain something. I'm pretty sure it's not poetry (what would I know) but there's something very beguiling about the whole thing. The idea that god isn't what he/she is made out to be... 
 
As regards poetry, I'd be tempted to try this as descriptive prose. It's a good idea, just not sure its present form suits. 
 
Phil.

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