heaven is a hole in the wall
heaven is paint peeling off that wall
in an old folks home
reflecting voices that used to be there
waking up
and realising that no one cares
no one is gonna come
residing in our **** and ****
heaven is the loose springs in your bed
keeping you up all night
and cutting up your back
as you stare into the frosted spectre
breathing in the acrid rhythms
of the night
compressed arteries
shallow breathing
heaven is the certainty
that you are finite
heaven is what was here once
but now is gone
heaven is knowing
that your friends, family, father, mother, brother and sister
loved you...
but now they're dead
and you only have yourself left to love
heaven is the death rattle
as you take your last breaths
heaven is the sporadic void
swallowing the darkness
that lurks in your mind
heaven is the realisation
that you are going to hell
heaven is a word...