Heaven was a whorehouse where everyone laid sky-high

• Posted by ProbsCoolerThanYou February 24, 2016 - 886 views

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  Heaven was a whorehouse where everyone laid sky-high.

  I’d been told of Heaven--it was the place to be,

  by the drug-addled wanderers, that I would pass and I would meet.

  They told such ravings as, “Go there, it’s great!

  The only place on this Earth God didn’t forsake!”

  Those words proved enough, I started my journey,

  far ‘cross the wastes, to the place of high learning,

  and yearning, I felt for Heaven--

  the name is promise enough.

  I walked for some miles on some days, sometimes

  six

  some-

  times twelve

  sometimes twenty three

  --this journey was endless--it went on for days.

  I often laid restless at night thinking things, like

  “What if Heaven isn’t real, what if those were all lies?

  What if I don’t make it to Heaven when I die?”

  And in the end, yes, they all turned out lies.

  Even if I made it to Heaven before I died.

  It was day

  twenty six

  or was it day thirty three

  that I found this unholy retreat.

  It lay in a basin

  in the Arizona sand,

  all rotted like carrion,

  but high in demand.

  I could smell the paganism

  coming from Heaven,

  I could smell the sex and the heroin highs,

  I could smell the death in back-room thirteen,

  I smelled all the exposed thighs,

  and my eye, upon women exposed fell,

  I fell into the allure, of Heaven’s heady leaded stead.

  Dead--the patrons, the prostitutes, me

  Living--my despising of this un-sacrosanct leave.

  Heaven was a whorehouse that not enough people left.