Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Heaven and Hell

My eyes are seeing, but they are not looking.
I heard, but I didn’t hear.
Doing had left
Inactivity was right.

Treacle has floated my body, I am drowning in air.
Devils were playing sweet harmonies, the angels were liars.

Hell was beautiful with its sweet glowing fire, Heaven was a disco of silence.

© Isobel Knight 

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