Elucidating Questions

It must be heinous.

To tell someone to go to hell.

It must be evil.

To think of the repercussions you say it as if to say

If I had the power that is where you would go

But how can the gods be so cruel?

Asked the little copies

Parrots really

Repeating the words of the gods over and over.

To go to hell

Must really mean

It must really mean

Go back to right where we are somewhere when else

How cruel to damn a life living to another life lived

How cruel

So what could possibly be heaven?

It’s not here

Perhaps we’ve been telling everyone to come back so damn often there was one but it got bored from being empty and left

Perhaps it was so wonderful minds could only imagine less hellish versions of hell in its magnificence

And it was disappointed by our tiny incapable existences and left

And woe to be alive and well in hell where day in and out

No day

Just hours of existing in different places for no reason

To keep living? Why

Morning asks it loudly in dripping springs of colours unseen stories untold memories folded into the strange unknown of

Even that hell of my mind to try to fill the hours

Trying to fill the hours of walking amongst the cell mates in the cell

Do you suppose our charge was taking our mother for granted?

No

No

Too simple

Even the ones who live sentences unaware they really are just in a different hell

Go to hell

Well

Really not existing at all seems so much kinder

I don’t wish to be reborn into a different colour new sentence

What did I do wrong this time

Godszses

In this sentence which has been going on since the day I started knowing

I.