H e a r t S o n s & H e a r t D a u g h t e r s of A l l e n G i n s b e r g

N a p a l m H e a l t h S p a : R e p o r t 2 0 1 4 : A r c h i v e s E d i t i o n

BOB RIXON

Pentecost Sunday

Today is a good day. The sky is Blueberry Hill.

An artist in front of the church uses watercolors.

A weed growing from the bottom of a drainpipe

has a flowering bud. Everything is marked down

thirty to sixty percent including

translucent Jesus, a fat cop on his beat

eyeing the sleeveless teenage girls,

& the leftover Easter candy. An afternoon

without mysteries. No one has to pray.

We obtain what we desire. Not a single person

is disappointed. Even funerals are canceled,

all the recent dead are returning to life.

After Hell there is always Purgatory,

& the ascending concentric circles of Heaven.

Stop by for a new language & a free map.