Limbo and Purgatory
Yes, there is a limbo.
It is built of dream timber and has huge
crossbeams
Holding up a calm and foggy place
Where souls wait for their judgment
To be pronounced.
The heavenly bureaucracy
Grinds very slowly.
So many prayers arriving from school girls
Clutter up the channels,
Creating logjams in the petition-granting
department.
And, of course, there is a purgatory.
It is built of thought timber hewn into round
posts, and
It holds suffering specially calibrated
To purge the thinkers of their dross--
Purge them of the residue of unforgiven sin.
Limbo.
Calm.
Foggy.
Purgatory.
Suffering.
Purging.
One built of dream timber,
One built of designer suffering.
--October 12, 2013
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