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
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.
[Originally published in NHS 2005, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs05/rob_rixon.html.]