Arriving

I walked down the street.
Nice weather and blah-blah-blah…
I didn’t hurry.

‘Hey! Excellent news!
Today you’ve got a great chance
to arrive at God!’

A woman… she seemed…
ahem… slightly motheaten.
Yes, inside and out.

‘Do you mean me? No…
I prefer a private chat.’
A low joke, I know.

She muttered, ‘Lost sheep.’
I hate mutters at my back…
I didn’t hurry.

’10 minutes for you.
And then 10 minutes for me.
The clock is ticking!’

I listened to her.
Her motheaten preachments.
Whole 10 minutes. (Yawn.)

My turn. ‘Go, ma’am, go!’
This is my favorite roof,
my favorite time.

7.59PM. A sunset.
‘Don’t worry… I’ll hold your hand…
Well… Are you ready?’

…the bare sky poured down
the liquid sun on our heads.
We were light-spattered.

The Revelation.
Her books were scattered. They looked
poorly, quite grotesque…

‘Did you petrify?!
Open your arms if you want the Beloved’s embrace!
God arrived at us…’

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

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