In the waiting room.

One wonders
if the heavens
had mounds of reality
buried for poor souls
to wander while
those of good deeds
twinkled as stars above
in the night skies
where heaven's gates
finally opened to
a queue lined up
at the turning of midnight
as a symbolic gesture.

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[Chris Shaw]

You know Andrew, this little piece gave me an image of an enormous queue of people stretching round the circumference of our planet and beyond. There's gonna be a long wait.

Chris