heaven to me

it’s not the fear of failing,

it’s the fear of success

that’s scary,

 

 

some stumble

into the Olympian arena

of celebrity page gossip

columns,

 

 

front page headlines,

 

 

while others stride

with juvenile tenacity,

 

 

thinking it

a heaven,

 

 

losing as they win,

 

 

while all around

outside

 

 

buzzing flies

take panicky snapshots

of their poor naked souls

exposed

 

 

that never asked out loud;

 

 

“why have i been made

to think

fame equals success?”

 

 

“this has become a hell”.

 

 

well,

the people love fallen heroes,

 

 

to please them

one must be jailed

or die,

 

 

it’s a Jesus, Kennedy,

Luther King,

 

 

DeSade thing!

 

 

a bug in the machine.

 

 

heaven to me

means

 

 

nameless nothingness,

 

 

a speck of light

against light

 

 

 

Reviews

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A powerful read full of emotion...well expressed.

[Emily B]

i have to echo serah . . . soul-full

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. oh, this is an epic, monsieur ...
. absolutely soulful and brilliant ...