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Hell

 

 

Harold Macdonald

Hieronymus Bosch: The Garden of Earthly Delights - Helltís a bloody good thing there is not a hell
I mean a physical place of raging inferno
like there used to be when holy church
scared the shit out of everyone and got them
to behave.

If there were, then days like this not one breath
of air at 37 Celsius when all resistance is
sapped away when we just lie here in the house
and suffer- might call up final judgement and a load
of guilt.

As it is, hell has become a state without coordinates
neither up nor down of purely spiritual torment
no actual burning flesh nor screams, no Dante
but deep thoughts of lamentable errors of spirit,
and yawns;

blah, as a matter of fact a state of boring cont-
emplation, a grey landscape day after day,
and heaven a similar emptiness, devoid of ice-
cream cones, luscious women, sheik-y men all living
in a riot of happiness.

 

Midi: Come Sail Away by Styx

Background: Plaster of Rodin's The Gates of Hell