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Pipe Dreams

Al Case

There are walls in hell
burnt brick wrapped in barbed wire
glass shards embedded on the top
no way to dig under
no way to get in
fortunately
I was one of the lucky ones
I sat in a recliner and
listened to the devil
the burnt, flayed flesh is a story
the devil said
why would I enlist you
just to destroy you?
he told me he loved me
And now I drink the best vintage
make love to the most endowed demons
and the music is always
nothing else matters

There are walls in heaven
gleaming, white structures
covered with climbless vines
no way to dig under
no way to get out
I was one of the lucky ones
I sat in a stiff pew and
was terrified by the tales
of the screams and
the burnt, flayed flesh and
God said
that’s what will happen if you don’t love me
then he told me he loved me
Now I drink holy water
untouchable virgins forever turn me on
and the music is always
a pipe organ

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