Heavenly Hallucination
Inspired by Anne Rice's Memnoch the Devil

He sure was congenial-

That wily Devil

Who adorns himself with so many disguises

Yet, he tells me he can reveal the truths

Hidden beneath the metaphysical

Fabrics of heaven and Earth

Reluctantly, I complied-

But, the devil smiles sardonically

Maybe, it’s all just a lie

No, I’ll never achieve this again

Satan, I am complicit

If only to find validation

Of the deepest yearnings of my

Immortal soul

Upon entering heaven,

I was thrown to the ground

By the magnificent force

Of the rapturous singing

That only Angels create

In the nuances of the tune,

I heard my desire

Rendered into a beautiful symphony

About my intrinsic need for redemption and purpose

I pored over books in heaven which were

Endless, like the scope of heaven

Upon earth, I could never recount

The information

But, I can recall the

Profound elation that

Feels now like a vague sense

Of its true gravity

Suddenly Satan weaved his woeful tale

He had his questions about

The elusive methods of God

It was the reason for his downfall

The grandeur of heaven was too unreal

There had to be some ounce of imperfection

 Underpinning the entire grand design

Of this heavenly oasis

Now, he was educating forsaken

Earthly souls and

Educating them to be penitent

In order to escape the infernal

Landscape of hell

He didn’t know if he was still allied with God

For God still appeared divinely angered

At the devil’s inquisitiveness

I’ve seen horrific imagery

Terrifying flashes of perdition

Edifying images of heaven

Yet, I could place my confidence in either of these places

I could only disbelieve

Because all that I’ve seen

Is far above the lowly

Cognitive powers of someone like me

In the end when I awoke,

I felt shaken to the core

Now, I could only fall deep

Into some catatonic state

Till I could rediscover my bearings

Within this Godless prison