If there's an afterlife we'll all be there
Some might be up and others might be down
In heaven even the wife is now fair
But in hell see her mother's mighty frown
Or might we just be spirits floating round
The universe, oiling atomic wheels
In flight, adjusting Sirius, coating ground
Of unique earths with soil on which life steals?
Or might we be reborn as kings or eels
Tied to big wheels of desire, no funfair
To blighted Cobains, nirvana's a crown
Hide with fig leaves that fire the devil fuels
But if there's nothing we don't need to care
For if there's nothing, nothing will be known
Fri 19 Oct 10
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