Who is the real boss?
If this were heaven
would I be content
with trippy illusions
and lack of substance.
Perhaps it’s not heaven
but an in-between haven.
Asylum, a refuge
to relax, celebration.
If this were heaven
joy and colour would calm
while I waited for loved ones,
to fall into their arms.
If this were heaven
I’d be excited to meet
authors and actors
who’d passed before me.
What a trip. What a blast.
Shallow, my ass.
Legends never encountered
by this average-Joe lass.
In sub-heaven I could meet
awesome writers who’d inspired
deep thought and introspection
when on Earth’s lonely sphere.
Fulfilled at this way-station
I could then resign
to loving forever
in candyfloss climes.
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Simply 6 Minutes Challenge Note
Set up a timer or sit near a clock so you can keep track of the six minutes you will be writing.
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