When I die,
I'll wrap up during z night, my entire life, my loves & labours of love, my complaints & pain, my expalnations& apologies in what format & formatting God will want. Hard copy soft copy or heart copy. Don't know what they use in heaven.
Spell-check it, arrange in chapters & subchapters, attach, tabulate & annex, & keep it plain & simple. then it'll be 4 a.m. or equivalent. I'll bind, publish or whatever, package it.
6 a.m. I'll brush my teeth, though I'd not slept through z night. I'll watch z Sunrise. I'll change & comb my hair. I'll go up to God's office. & as soon as they open, I'll submit my life at z submissions desk, & take an obscure seat in their reception, lay my head on z backrest & close my eyes ...
IF I went to heaven,
It'd be a hammock on a secluded beach, & 10 a.m. forever.
I'd be under z open sky, in between z blinding Sun above & z blinding reflection to one side. I'd be so tired that if I close my eyes, I sleep. I'll lie there, in the slumber, z rest never was, drifting between z states of awake & asleep.
When U die, on way to your heaven, do see me once.
I'll wrap up during z night, my entire life, my loves & labours of love, my complaints & pain, my expalnations& apologies in what format & formatting God will want. Hard copy soft copy or heart copy. Don't know what they use in heaven.
Spell-check it, arrange in chapters & subchapters, attach, tabulate & annex, & keep it plain & simple. then it'll be 4 a.m. or equivalent. I'll bind, publish or whatever, package it.
6 a.m. I'll brush my teeth, though I'd not slept through z night. I'll watch z Sunrise. I'll change & comb my hair. I'll go up to God's office. & as soon as they open, I'll submit my life at z submissions desk, & take an obscure seat in their reception, lay my head on z backrest & close my eyes ...
IF I went to heaven,
It'd be a hammock on a secluded beach, & 10 a.m. forever.
I'd be under z open sky, in between z blinding Sun above & z blinding reflection to one side. I'd be so tired that if I close my eyes, I sleep. I'll lie there, in the slumber, z rest never was, drifting between z states of awake & asleep.
When U die, on way to your heaven, do see me once.
