White Sale Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

White Sale

When I got to Heaven
the gates were listing
a ‘going out of business'
sale

The Angels on clearance
Saints on deep markdown
Grace and the Cherubs
e-tailed

When I got to Heaven
the Devil in line
waiting to go in
and buy

His credit card ready
Cerberus in tow
the damned and the wicked
— behind

(The New Room: January,2025)

Wednesday, January 22, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,january
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