Afterlife
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
the world has ended
this is the afterlife
birds here
and people
speak so many languages
the silence that
sits above
this thin layer of air
is infinite and
louder than wind
i expected angels
in the afterlife
cherubim
saraphim
or, if i’ve been wrong
lakes of fire
but no
the winged things here are
dragonflies
hummingbirds
parakeets
moths
and lakes lie like
broken pieces of sky