(Pre)MORAL: “Heaven’s just a state of mind.”
“OUR HEAVENLY (AD)VENTURE.” a poem December 11, 2019 (Wednesday)
For, when you shake your sweet behind,
CHEMICALS. They take us “THERE,” Into Heaven, where we have NO CARE,
And TIME stands still; endorphins are “fanned.”
ONE WORD: “brainchemicals.” Do you under stand?
(That) HEAVEN BECKONS AT YOUR DOOR;
It’s NO WONDER that I just want more,
Passage into “Beulah Land.”
Pop that Velcro’s dainty band,
And let us venture to Heaven, Dear;
Oh, I KNOW (some day) we might have to come back here,
But at least for a lifetime or, maybe, a dozen or two,
We can glide Golden Shores, with our “coochie coo.”
History Lesson: The only Heaven ever reported,
Is when “some fool” (had) drugs (that) he snorted,
And later he wrote: “I made it in / And now I’m back,.”
BUT, WE CAN WIN,
THIS HEAVENLY QUEST by (1) holding each other a lot,
And (2) kissing and cuddling; we don’t need to smoke pot,
Or harder drugs to get real HIGH.
We’re going to Heaven; it ain’t no lie.
From Jesus, our (Post)MORAL: “Heaven is within you.” (pause) SO, (pause)
VENTURE INWARD. Heaven’s LOVE (is what) we’ll know.
fin ♥
Limerick entitled: “IT’S AN ADDICTION TOO.”
I’m a chronically addicted man / I’m addicted to: WantingToBeInHeaven,
So, here’s my plan: / I’ll see my “pill doc” once a week, / For new prescriptionsAndSheCanAlsoTESTme toInsureIdon’tREEK,
Of: HeavenlyLeavenAndFishSmells, for these I seek.