HEAVEN MUST BE A BEAUTIFUL PLACE
Heaven asked me for a letter of recommendation.
Okay I said. But I'd like to see the place first.
When I did it was as lovely as I'd been told.
God sat in front of me, her desk piled with bills,
smiing and engaged me in conversation.
Heaven's chairs were green and blue pastels.
Heaven's hair was painted green and blue too.
I'd never seen Heaven up close where
anarchists like Judith Malina meet, but there's
ample room for catching up on your reading.
And a giant screen that plays War and Peace.
Dorothy A. Friedman